Los Angeles has always understood that fame does not end when somebody dies. Sometimes death makes the story bigger. Ben Hethcoat and Keita Ideno’s Coroner to the Stars understands that uncomfortable relationship between celebrity and mortality, using the remarkable career of  ...

Houston, we have a problem. And this time, it's underwater! Just when you thought surviving a disaster in space was the hard part, Above the Below plunges three astronauts into an entirely different nightmare. After crash-landing in the ocean's crushing depths, the stranded crew finds ...

There are bad days, there are really bad days, and then there's the kind of day where you go looking for your dead father's remains and wind up getting swallowed by a fucking sperm whale ...

At some point, somebody looked at the increasingly deranged V/H/S franchise and decided what this bastard really needed was a soundtrack loud enough to wake the dead, piss off the neighbors, and rupture a few internal organs. Enter V/H/S/MIXTAPE, a gloriously unhinged  ...

Feed Me, Seymour. Again. Some movies deserve a place in cinematic history because they're important cultural artifacts. Others earn their place by featuring a homicidal houseplant, a sadistic dentist, a leather-clad motorcycle enthusiast, and enough glorious lunacy to make respectable ...

Andrew Lloyd Webber may have turned The Phantom of the Opera into one of the most recognizable musicals on Earth, but for horror fans, there has only ever been one Phantom. ...

The kids aren't being told the truth. That much is obvious almost immediately in Marshmallow, and it is also about the only thing the movie wants you to feel certain about. Summer camp has always been fertile ground for horror because adults send children into the ...

There are bad camping trips, and then there's the kind that makes you reconsider the entire fucking concept of the outdoors. Maclain Nelson's Don't Move takes a church retreat, drops it into the Ozark wilderness, and introduces a prehistoric eight-legged bastard ...