As the temperature of sin and plague begins to rise within the town of Loudun, France, it is hard not to notice the white brick walls that fortify the commune rising above it all; an unnervingly blank canvas waiting to be smeared. Like Chekov’s gun, there are expectations by the third act something must explode
“Tick … Tock … Tick … Tock…” If you’re old enough to remember, video stores were most often our method of finding films that we might have otherwise never heard of. The myriad of alluring box art meticulously displayed on the shelves of the horror section will always fill me with nostalgic delight. Those were
Summer in Montreal is always an exciting time. Downtown, Ste. Catherine Street is cordoned off from traffic beneath de Bleury for the Jazz Festival, where past years featured free outdoor acts such as Stevie Wonder, Allen Toussaint and James Brown. Not far, at the Marriot hotel bar, you can pass by Marc Maron abstaining from
I can’t believe that in my review of Fear Street: 1994, I forgot to mention the most important part of a successful slasher film: the sequel. Some slashers don’t always give us the promise of more, but others such as Halloween and Friday the 13th telegraph the continuing carnage from the first few scenes of
Stanley Kubrick’s The Shining is most definitely a landmark of horror history. I’ve personally seen it several times and it’s still effectively atmospheric. However, Stephen King’s book, the source material of Kubrick’s film, has been sitting in my shelf, unread until now. WHAT IS IT? Written by Stephen King, The Shining is about a family
Backwoods slashers are a dime a dozen and there’s not a lot that we haven’t seen. That said, the ones we get to see are usually of the American variety, so I wonder how other countries give their rendition of such a well-worn subgenre. I’m actually a big slasher fan and usually game for anything.