Horrors! It’s practically Halloween, and the kids are screaming for a non-slasher. (Where did those kids come from, anyway? Certainly not your body.) Who you gonna call? Try the Auburn Hollow kids. Gathered together as reluctant (but very sassy, smart and uniquely touching) heroes, these four cartoon kiddies are saving Halloween…and earning the love of households all over America. Check Out the Trailer Yes, that’s right: there’s a brand-new soon-to-be Halloween classic in town. Called
Review: Author Larry R. Johnson Jr. Unveils ‘Handbook for the Aspiring Haunt Actor’ Do you love screams, laughter and once in a while, an uncontrolled pants-wetting before your very eyes? (And we’re not just talking about the kids.) As a youngster, while the other children were dreaming of becoming firefighters or teachers, were you the kid daydreaming that one day, you’d be Freddy Krueger? Do you live to see someone handsome or gorgeous made horrific
Image: dailymail.co.uk With home prices on an upswing, it’s downright frightening for wannabe buyers right now in the world of real estate. But things just got even scarier with the announcement that the infamous Bran Castle – the legendary digs associated with the late Prince Vlad Dracul – is up for sale. As most horror (and history) fanatics know, Dracul was the inspiration for Brahm Stoker’s 1897 novel Dracula, which spawned movies, books and
A Tribute To Wes Craven (1939-2015)
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Image: wescraven.com Remembering a Legend This past Sunday, horror appreciators everywhere received the sad news that Hollywood legend Wes Craven had passed away. The horror film master, who had been battling brain cancer, succumbed to his illness in his Los Angeles home on Aug. 30, 2015. He was 76. The world will remember Mr. Craven as the scream king who brilliantly brought us such classics as The Hills Have Eyes, Wes Craven’s New Nightmare and
Last October, a friend and I went Halloween candy shopping together. As I tossed bag after extra large-size bag of candy into my cart, my friend stared at me. “Do you really need that much candy?” she asked. “I don’t want to have to run out again at nine o’clock at night for more candy for the stragglers,” I explained. “Oh,” she waved away, “it’s always the older kids who come later. I turn
