In the early nineteen nineties, I signed up to be a disc jockey for Radio Erindale of the University of Toronto, Mississauga. I signed up because I loved music, was heavily into the alternative live music and club scene in Toronto, and because my longtime friend, Gary Matos, was their newly christened Station Manager.
With a few other select personnel, we planned to collectively make a musical difference at a small, and slightly beleaguered, suburban campus radio station. We’d fill the thirsty ears of the student body with the music that we liked to listen to, with the tunes we were hearing in the downtown clubs we were regularly frequenting: La Vie, Catch-22 and Empire. And, most importantly, we’d get to talk bands and records and new music all day and all of the night.
I signed up for the late shift that quivered between ten o’clock in the evening and one o’clock in the morning. It was a time when solitary figures of the student body ghosted across campus in the dark, arms full of books and bags, and faces full of essay anxiety. I, meanwhile, was left alone to spin my personal records and compact discs, ethereally reaching out to everyone through the hallways, residences and student lounges.
It’s fitting, then, that this particular story takes place one evening at the end of October, the month when the days are short and the cold nights come early, near an intersection of foot pathways between university buildings appropriately called The Crossroads.
Here I was. Alone. At midnight. With music. With the unexplainable.
One of my favorite movies, and television series, along with a flavor of the month for horror, would be the film From Dusk till Dawn, the amazing cross-genre masterpiece from two undoubted movie masters of horror – Robert Rodriguez and Quentin Tarantino. Together they wove a tale of two spree killers from a straight crime drama who wander into a horrific den of vampires. Meet me after the jump for my thoughts on From Dusk till Dawn.
Back in the autumn of 1971, comic book writer Mike Friedrich had been chronicling the adventures of the Justice League of America for almost two years, and it had occurred to him that he hadn’t created a major lasting opponent for the team. He decided to go all out, and not only manifest their most dangerous and powerful villain, but a true horror as well. In Friedrich’s grand finale of his time on the JLoA, he created the emotional parasite, Starbreaker. Meet me after the jump as I discuss the Justice League Vs. the Cosmic Vampire!
Most people know that Alice Cooper is considered the king of shock rock. When he’s not being executed by guillotine or dancing across the floor with Cold Ethyl, he brings his brand of horror to other arenas besides the stage. If you thought you were safe from his influence, think again. Read the rest of this entry
When I learned of the “Bones” and “Sleepy Hollow” crossover event scheduled on FOX, I was excited my little sleepy heads; very excited. What a great Halloween treat. Bones Brennan vs. Ichabod Crane! Two FBI crime teams working together with one little itty-bitty discrepancy; one of them is not from this time period. Read the rest of this entry
On this season of “American Horror Story,” the show is pushing all the buttons and, I’m not talking elevator buttons. This season is darker than the previous seasons and it’s making us cringe. On last week’s episode, Iris and Alex learned that motherhood can be a real downer. This week, we celebrate the Halloween season with a Soiree. The guest list is quite impressive in a serial sort of way. We don’t dare to be late, dearies. Read the rest of this entry
In 1990, the National Film Board of Canada sponsored The Burning Times by director Donna Read. It is a documentary on the witch hunts of Europe that led to the torture and death of many people, often women, and makes the case that violence against women and mistrust of women’s power today are echoes of those horrific times. Halloween is a fun time of year for silliness, fun, costumes, and horror for entertainment; The Burning Times calls out a period of real-life horror, tells the story of women in those times, and seeks to inspire a world where women’s voices come into fruition, are heard, and are fully valued. The Burning Times is part two of Donna Read’s trilogy on women and spirituality. Goddess Remembered was the first and Full Circle followed.
The Biff Bam Pop! Podcast Network presents The Make Mine Magic Podcast, featuring Jennifer Walker and Glenn Walker talking about Disney, parks, movies, travel advice, characters, games, Pixar, Marvel, Star Wars, Studio Ghibli, etc., if it’s Disney, it’s fair game! See and hear more after the jump.
Created: 1981 in Los Angeles, CA
“There’s nothing wrong with G-rated movies, as long as there’s lots of sex and violence.”
“My name’s Elvira but you can call me ‘tonight’.”
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Inducted into the Horror Host Hall of Fame in 2012
I always feel like I grew up on the Hammer films. At least the Dracula ones. I have vivid memories of watching them on local television back in the early ’80s, when you could get away with showing those classic films during the day. My memory is fuzzy though – was it all the time? Was it only around Halloween? I suppose it doesn’t really matter – I just know I saw them.
And then I didn’t. Until I did again.
Earlier this week I received in the mail a copy of the Turner Classic Movies Hammer Horror collection. Ironically, this wasn’t what I was supposed to have been sent – I was originally expecting the new Blu-ray set of Hammer films. As it turned out though, I think I got the better deal, as this collection features four of the most well-regarded creature features in the studios history – for vamp fans, you’ve got Horror of Dracula (1958) and Dracula Has Risen From The Grave (1969), and for Frankenstein lovers, the set includes The Curse Of Frankenstein (1957) and Frankenstein Must Be Destroyed (1970).
As one does with sets such as these, I started at the beginning, with a retelling and reinterpretation of the classic Dracula story. Read the rest of this entry