Once in a while you stumble on a movie that cries out for re-discovery. Recently I was flabbergasted by a 1933 Paramount B thriller called Terror Aboard. It’s also an early body count movie like Friday the 13th; really quite bizarre and…
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If you’re gay, and love horror movies, there are many times when you find yourself exploring some of the gay subtext in certain fright films. Some are more obvious than others. Some are a bit of a stretch. Some are…
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I used to love hitchhiking. I remember defiantly announcing to my father I wasn’t going to get a driver’s license and he angrily asked, “How the hell are you going to get around?” “I’ll hitchhike,” I sarcastically replied. And that’s…
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Alright I admit it- I have a fondness for psychos. Most of my closest friends have often been referred to as “nuts.” Many of the guys I dated were so disturbed they probably deserved to be permanently outfitted for strait–jackets…
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This winter I have been determined to make a list of movies I have always wanted to see and attempt to track them down. Now, I once picked up a 1972 movie pressbook for a double bill of What Became…
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There are quite a few movies I like for all the wrong reasons. It’s not that they are bad (although a few of them are), it’s because they contain a scene that I love torturing friends with when they come…
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During the winter doldrums I find myself looking up “Dopamine” online. Sure, I know it’s some sort of “reward center” in your brain and that junk food and sugar release plenty of dopamine into your system. But what other things…
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When I first moved to Provincetown in the early 70s I only knew a few people. One of them dragged me to a nighttime party at a house on the West End of town- off the beaten track and surrounded…
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I cannot emphasize enough how great this disturbing 2006 thriller, based on a novel by the late/great splatterpunk author Jack Ketchum, is. Set in Sparta, New Jersey it’s about the psychotic Ray Pye (played with fiendish glee by Marc Senter)…
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I can remember it like it was yesterday. My mother was in the basement ironing. And I was down on my knees, begging shamelessly. This had gone for nearly an hour. She wasn’t even acknowledging me by then. Periodically she…
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