There’s a saying: ‘All monsters are human’. Melodramatic, perhaps, but also true. The supernatural beings that permeate folklore have shaped the horror genre in innumerable ways, but nothing—nothing—is more frightening than a diseased psychopathic mind.

Every neighborhood has that house, avoided by other residents, talked of in whispers and nothing more. Maybe a terrible crime was committed there. Perhaps the owner was a notorious eccentric, or rumors persist of ghosts. For whatever reason, the property sits forlorn and abandoned, a bastion of dark imaginings.

The descendant of the campfire fable of yore, anthology films are the modern-day inheritors of classic gothic- and pulp-era short stories.

Fallen far from their King-of-the-Hill status in the Reagan-era celluloid landscape, vampires endured a difficult period beginning in the mid-‘90’s.

Acccording to Social Media Statistics, in 2024 an estimated 5.17 billion people—over half the global population—are regular users of social networking sites. While social media allows easy connectivity to others, as the world becomes increasingly digital the negative effects of such platforms continue to rise.

There’s something about the drama and high stakes of a casino that lends itself perfectly to climactic movie scenes.

For seemingly every holiday there exists a horror film that adapts and exploits its unique festive rituals and pageantry for their own devious ends.

Ah, the vampire. Those ever-seductive, everlasting children of the night, with their designer wardrobes, hypnotic stares and insatiable thirst for blood. Innumerable movies have been made since F.W.

The loss of a loved one is unquestionably the cruelest of life’s misfortunes.

Compared to the films originating from England’s famed Hammer studios and the low budget assembly-line William Castle and Roger Corman productions that inundated American drive-ins in the 1960’s, Soviet-bloc era movie houses weren’t renown as hotbeds of horror.