Mark Twain once said something about reports of his death being greatly exaggerated. The same could recently be said for 1960s cult leader Charles Manson. Why has this notorious figure been back in the news, decades after his incarceration? Find out in this week’s True Crime Corner.
By all accounts, Rodney Alcala was an absolute monster. When he wasn’t photographing and murdering women, he found time to date them, appearing on The Dating Game in 1978, in the midst of his rampage. His crimes occurred many years ago, but why was he in the news last month? This week on True Crime Corner, Bachelor #1, Rodney Alcala…
When I heard the Crime & Punishment Museum was closing, I had to check it out before the doors were shuttered. As a true crime fan, it was almost a required trip. Read on to find out more about this gem formerly located in Washington, DC. Read the rest of this entry
In their ninth episode, titled “Cults! Or, How I Stopped Worrying and Learned to Love the Manson Family,” Less Lee and Jeffrey X discuss the reemergence of cults into popular culture in a conversation encompassing The Veil, Lana Del Rey, Charles Manson, matriarchal societies, and more. You can check it out here.
Check out Episode 9 of The Official Popshifter Podcast right here.
“Ninety percent of everything is crud.” – Theodore Sturgeon
Hello, and welcome to another installment of The Ten Percent! Every two weeks, Ensley F. Guffey and I use this space to take a look at the inverse of Sturgeon’s Law; in other words, the small portion of everything which is not crud. Viewed as a whole, Sturgeon was right – the vast majority of movies, television, writing, art, and so on really is crud – but there is that slim slice of sublime. In this space, we’ve talked about slapstick comedy, high-toned drama, quality animation, blood-curdling horror, spectacular science fiction, and more besides. We get to do that because the Ten Percent isn’t limited by genre – these rare gems last because they are high quality productions which demand more of their viewer than simple passive reception.
“True Detective” continues its messy second season with an ‘everything AND the kitchen sink’ episode six. Clues start to fall into place, Ray and Frank take turns trying to channel Mike Brady, and the crew participates in the strangest, most far-fetched party infiltration since Dan Aykroyd and Tom Hanks had to save the virgin Connie Swail from the clutches of P.A.G.A.N. An episode that was three parts tension tempered by two parts silliness, nonetheless, it got the job done and set us up for the final quarter of the season. Find out more after the break.
Most books and movies about serial killers rehash the crimes and trials of the accused. The books tend to be thorough and detailed, but the movies tend to range from decent to boring. The Last Victim and Dear Mr. Gacy tell a unique story. What happens when a college student begins writing John Wayne Gacy for a school project?
Neither the book nor the film go into much detail on Gacy’s crimes, but a brief overview is given regarding his background. A once upstanding citizen and business owner, Gacy was known in his Illinois community for his work with charities and politics. He often entertained children dressed as Pogo the Clown, which would later earn him the nickname of the Killer Clown following his arrest.
Gacy preyed on boys and young men in the Chicago area from 1972-1978. He was convicted of the torture, rape and murder of 33 males, the victims’ bodies found on his property or in the Des Plaines River. He was condemned to death for his crimes and was executed by lethal injection on May 10, 1994 at the Stateville Correctional Center in Crest Hill, Illinois.
Biff Bam Pop! presents The GAR! Podcast, the Glenn Walker and Ray Cornwall weekly podcast where they talk unrehearsed about whatever happens to come to mind. It’s an audio-zine for your mind, a nerd exploration of a nerd world. This week, we’re talking about love, and Charles Manson, and… oh, I can’t do it. I confess. We messed up. This is our worst episode ever. We own it. We know it. We apologize ahead of time. Still, we hope you’ll listen anyway. See and hear more after the jump.
It’s so much fun expecting a baby, what with the shopping for little booties and preparing the baby’s room, a new mom-to-be is practically glowing with expectations. But when that little bundle of joy growing inside her is from Hell, she might want to rethink those birth announcements to friends and family. Rosemary’s Baby was birthed in the late sixties and we haven’t recovered since. Read the rest of this entry
Okay, I’ll come clean. I wasn’t sure where to begin when talking about The Texas Chainsaw Massacre. Not only is it one of my favorite horror films of all time, but there’s already been a lot written and said about this film. Then I found the above clip of the movie’s intro, and as soon as the narrator’s voice started, I got the chills. My memories from the first time I experienced Tobe Hooper’s horror classic came back to me: its reputation preceded itself. I’d heard it was the goriest movie ever made. I’d heard it was trashy, exploitative, over-the-top. I’m sure most of this is due to its drive-in worthy title. My stepfather picked up an old VHS tape of it at a garage sale and insisted that my brother and I had to experience it. My mother felt differently, and little did I know, she hadn’t even seen it either. I knew about Leatherface, but my love of horror was still somewhat new. If horror fandom were Catholicism, you could say I was baptized with viewing Stephen King’s Silver Bullet, and received my first communion with Romero’s Night of the Living Dead. I had yet to be confirmed. I had yet to become devout.