Blogs Against Humanity - Adventures in Sympathetic Misanthropy

  Just a very quick-and-dirty post that I will no doubt tweak, but I wanted to give everyone who pays no heed to this infrequently updated blog a heads-up that it's that time again, for the 9th consecutive year! Here's this year's lineup, updated as of August the 26th: Angst (1983) Bad Moon (1996) Cooties (2014) Dawn Breaks Behind the Eyes (2021) Dead Mail (2024) Depraved (2019) Doctor X (1932) Evil Dead (2013) Fortress (1985) Hellbender (2021) Island of Lost Souls (1932) Jacob's Ladder (1990) Lair of the White Worm (1988) The Legend of Hell House (1973) The Long Walk (2025)  Malignant (2021) The Monkey (2025) The Mothman Prophecies (2002) Night of the Devils (1972) Night of the Reaper (2025) Nightbeast (1982) Nightmare (1981) Oddity (2024) Onibaba (1964) Red Rooms (2023) Red Snow (2021) The Savage Hunt of King Stakh (1979) Seeds (2024) Sinners (2025) Slumber Party Massacre (2021) Splinter (2008) Stage Fright (1987) Stopmotion (2023) Strange Harvest (2...

  With Zuck tucking-tail and deciding to improve Facebook by transforming it from a "frustrating social-media platform" to "a wretched hive of scum and villainy" I've decided to move my usual posting shenanigans to Bluesky, and to make more frequent use of this blog and make it something other than a repository of long-form thoughts on horror-flicks. We'll see how that turns out, but in the meantime, have something new and non-horror related. So, I've been a fan of Superman (and comics in general) since I was a young child. I've also drawn since I could hold a pencil in my hand, and I'm mostly self-taught.  However, I've been dealing with slowly worsening Carpal Tunnel Syndrome over the past 15 years or so, which has made drawing a tiring experience. And even before that years of chronic depression slowly but surely chipped away at my desire to draw at all, but I managed to refocus my creative energies into Transformers customizin...

Go rafting, he said. It'll be fun, he said. Well, now he's DEAD, and I'm not having fun at all. "If you people want to survive, you better start looking and thinking like the forest." Filmed in 1981 (save for the tacked-on prologue that was shot almost 2 years later), this flick sat on the shelf until finally earning a theatrical release in 1983, which was after Daryl Hannah and Adrian Zmed had gone on to make names for themselves elsewhere. Elsewhere being 'Blade Runner' and 'T.J. Hooker' respectively.  Yes, I said Daryl Hannah . And yes, I alluded to William Shatner.  Directed by Andrew Davis, who would later go on to direct the likes of 'Under Siege' , 'The Fugitive' and 'Holes' , 'THE FINAL TERROR' didn't make much of a splash at the Box Office and the critics were less than kind, but the advent of the home video era made it a stalwart shelf-warmer of Mom-and-Pop video stores across the nation, and anothe...

What ye sow, so shall ye reap, or some shit like that.  "Name's Buck. I'm rarin' to fuck." So, when the first line spoken in a horror film is the above quote (spoken by a baby-faced Robert Englund) you'd be forgiven for double-checking to make sure that you hadn't rented a porn flick instead. After that, you really shouldn't be too surprised by the batshit lunacy that follows when you remind yourself that this is the second film made by director Tobe Hooper, creator of the legendary 'TEXAS CHAINSAW MASSACRE' , and it became one of the first films to be labeled a "video nasty" in the UK. Scuzzy lunacy of the batshit variety is exactly what you get here. While 'Chainsaw' is definitely the more harrowing and grimier of the two, this one is definitely bloodier and sleazier than its predecessor, and just as bizarre.   Part of that is down to the fact that this film is stage bound, which makes it feel rather artificial in a way that...

Surely my online interactions won't bite me in my ass in a literal sense. Right? "Drifted apart? Is that how you remember it?" Yeah, yeah, it's been forever. Read up anyway! 😆 The overall idea driving this film is somewhat simple and boils down to "Slasher-flick but over Skype" which is one of those notions that could certainly go either way. As with pretty much everything else, it all comes down to the execution, doesn't it?  'UNFRIENDED' is a film that garnered some bad reviews and mentioning it in places like r/horror can still drum up a contingent of naysayers. I agree with some of the criticism, but a lot of it seems like reflexive disdain for "these kids today and their bliggetty-blogs and their facey-spaces and their tweety-pages" (my apologies to Denis Leary) rather than any genuine observation and analysis of the film on its own merits. So, let's get the bad out of the way, and then we'll talk about the good.  When it...

  A 1979 TV movie about Vampires? Oh come on, that can't possibly be very scary...right? "You'll sleep with the dead, teacher."   Sometimes you get a little tired of soulful and seductive cinematic vampires and long to see a return to a more unsettling depiction where they are portrayed as ruthless, remorseless predators who seek out the blood of the living, both to feed their insatiable hunger, and to increase their own numbers. If that's the sort of vampire tale that gets your own blood pumping, then this is a film for you. A somewhat sad truth of horror-cinema is that flicks based off the works of Stephen King are something of a mixed-bag. You have the likes of ' Carrie ', ' Cujo ', ' Christine ', ' IT ', ' The Mist ', and ' Misery ', all of which are good adaptations, and also very good films in their own right. Then you have excellent non-horror adaptations in the form of ' The Green Mile ', ...