I remember when The Blair Witch Project (1999) came along and seemingly half the country lost its collective mind over three idiots wandering around the woods with a couple of cameras. The other half couldn't understand what all the fuss was ...

Universal has given us vampires, werewolves, invisible men, reanimated corpses, mad doctors, murderous apes, and Boris Karloff doing pretty much anything Boris Karloff felt like doing ...

Jesus Christ, we've finally done it. We've built a civilization where getting stalked by a possible serial killer isn't a reason to call the cops—it's a fucking career opportunity. Mitch McLeod's MARROW takes that beautifully diseased proposition and drags it through the darker  ...

Before they stormed the beaches of Okinawa, they battled it out on the gridiron. And for some, the final whistle would come far too soon  ...

Who's a good boy? Not this fucking dog. Stephen King had a hell of a run in the early eighties, and somewhere in the middle of it Hollywood decided a rabid St. Bernard could carry a movie. Turns out they were right. Lewis Teague's Cujo (1983) gives us a collapsing marriage ...

From Hollywood to the wild, wild west of cryptocurrency, Ben McKenzie is following the money. And apparently, there's a whole lot of bullshit to uncover along the way. ...

There are horror franchises, there are cinematic institutions, and then there's Halloween, the seemingly indestructible bastard child of John Carpenter's imagination that has spent nearly half a century demonstrating that a cheap William Shatner mask, a kitchen knife, and ...

Before the beaches became a state of mind, before the margaritas became a lifestyle, and long before Jimmy Buffett turned paradise into a musical empire, there was a scrappy band of musicians making magic in Key West. ...