Category Archives: Horror

Best Zombie Line Ever

George Romero’s classic Night of the Living Dead (1968), one of the greatest horror movies ever made.

One of the finest two minutes in modern cinema and one of the most terrifying horror movies ever made. God-damn that movie was scary!

Favorite line:

Reporter: Are they slow-moving, chief?

Chief McLellan: Yeah…They dead. They’re all messed up.

Believe it or not, those lines were not in the script. They were made up and ad-libbed right on the spot while shooting.

RIP to whoever that actor was who played the sheriff. He might still be around, but I doubt it. He’d be about 90 by now.

Update: The actor’s name is George Kosana. He was one of the original investors for the movie, and he also got a bit part. When he was not acting, he worked in a steel mill in Pennsylvania, a job that eventually killed him. He was 33 years old when he starred in this movie. He died only two years ago at age 81. He shot his last film, My Uncle John Is a Zombie!, in which he once again starred as Sheriff McLellan, the very year that he died.

P. S. George Romero is the Godhead. Let us all bow down before him for just one moment.

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Robert Stark Interviews Emril Krestle about “Black House Rocked”


I do not know anything about Krestle, but I do like Paul Bingham, the co-author’s, writing. Bingham is a fine writer.

Black House Rocked: A Split Single from the Bowels of Hell is written by Paul Bingham and Emril Krestle and published by Hopeless Books.  Expect horror both supernatural and psychological plus a vivid touch of William S. Burroughs-type surrealism. A book by vampires, about vampires.

“When society kills somebody, they won’t necessarily die for years.”


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Only God Forgives

Came out in July 2013.

This is one messed up movie! Check out the plot summary below, which leaves out the mother having sex with two of her sons!

Julian (Ryan Gosling) is an American expatriate who runs a Muay Thai club in Bangkok, Thailand, that is actually a front for a massive drug smuggling operation. His older brother Billy brutally rapes and kills an under-age prostitute before being caught by the Thai police. Lieutenant Chang arrives on the scene before informing the girl’s father, Choi Yan Lee. Chang allows Choi to beat Billy to death, but cuts off the man’s arm for allowing his young daughter to remain in the business of prostitution.

Julian and his crew go to Choi’s kiosk to confront him about his part in Billy’s murder but spares his life. Julian’s mother, Crystal, arrives in Bangkok to identify Billy’s corpse. Crystal demands Julian find and kill the men who killed Billy, but he refuses—believing that Choi had some justification for seeking retribution for the killing of his daughter—infuriating her.

One night, Julian brings a prostitute, Mai, to meet Crystal, who immediately begins hurling insults at her and Julian. Meanwhile, one of the fighters at Julian’s boxing club assassinates Choi at the behest of Gordon, a member of Julian’s crew, at Crystal’s request. Later, the police investigating Choi’s murder arrive at Julian’s club but Chang concludes that Julian is not Choi’s killer.

After learning that Chang was involved in Billy’s death, Crystal meets with an associate, Byron, to arrange Chang’s assassination. Three gunmen are sent to kill Chang at a restaurant, and one of Chang’s men is fatally wounded in the ensuing shoot-out. Chang manages to kill two of the gunmen and capture the third, who leads him to his boss Li Po, after which Chang kills the third gunman. Li Po points Chang to Byron, who ordered the hit. Chang finds Byron in a club and tortures him to get answers. Byron reveals the reasoning behind the hit, but refuses to give a name. Chang continues to torture Byron, cutting out his eyes and inserting a spike into his ear.

Later, Julian confronts Chang and challenges him to a fight and they fight on the bare concrete floor of Julian’s boxing venue. Chang, an experienced boxer, easily and thoroughly beats Julian. Afterwards, Crystal tells Julian that Chang has figured out she ordered the hit on him. Fearfully, she pleads with Julian to kill Chang to protect her. Julian agrees.

Julian and his associate Charlie Ling enter Chang’s apartment, intent on ambushing him when he returns. At the same time, Chang and a police officer visit Crystal and Chang ends up cutting her throat after she reveals that Julian murdered his own father. Meanwhile, Charlie informs Julian that he was instructed to execute not only Chang, but his entire family. Charlie murders the nanny of Chang’s daughter as she enters the apartment, but in an act of redemption, Julian shoots Charlie and kills him before he could kill Chang’s young daughter.

Julian returns to the hotel and finds his mother’s corpse. In silence, he approaches her body and cuts open her abdomen. Julian slowly places his hand inside of the wound, and then retracts it. After leaving and having several surreal visions, Julian is shown standing in a field with Chang, who appears to cut off both of Julian’s hands with his sword. The final scene returns to Chang singing at a karaoke bar with an audience of attentive police officers, watching him in amazement.

What a messed up movie!

Sort of reminds me of A Serbian Film, except ASF is way worse. ASF was banned and censored all over the world, which was arguably the right thing to do. Some stuff is just too messed up to even release to the public.


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This Movie Sucks

The Human Centipede.

This is only the trailer, but I really do not want to watch this movie. It looks seriously fucked up. No thanks.

Here is the plot. Fucked up or what?

Fuck this movie. Really.

Fuck. This. Movie!


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A Serbian Film

Quite possibly one of the most evil movies ever made.

Review here. Another review.

Apparently up there with Pasoloni’s Salo, Philosophy of a Knife, Men Behind the Sun, the Saw films, Hostel, Ichi the Killer, The Human CentipedeGummo, Inside, Virginie Despentes’ Baise-moi and Gaspar Noe’s Irreversible .

About Salo, this anecdote is interesting:

Incidentally a friend of mine manages a DVD and music store, and she says literally everyone who bought Salo was a well dressed middle aged business man. Clearly fiendish pervs.

Wealthy White male middle aged capitalists are sick fucks, not just obviously, but deep down inside too. Who would have thunk it?

About Irreversible:

The first 30 minutes of the film has a background noise with a frequency of 28Hz (low frequency, almost inaudible), similar to the noise produced by an earthquake. In humans, it causes nausea, sickness and vertigo. It was the main cause of people walking out of the theaters during the first part of the film in places like Cannes and San Sebastian.

Looks like the makers of A Serbian Film are having a hard time getting distribution. No wonder.


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Most Evil Movie Ever Made

Sure, there are lots of contenders. Night of the Living Dead is one of my favorites. But one of the ones that most seared my brain was Henry, Portrait of a Serial Killer (1986).

The movie is about serial killer, Henry Lee Lucas and his partner, Ottis Toole. No one knows how many people they killed. Lucas was eventually convicted of killing 11 people. He confessed to 600 murders, but most are said to be false confessions. Controversy swirls around the case, as Lucas died in 2001.

Toole also confessed to many homicides and was suspected of many more. No one knows how many Toole killed either. He was convicted of six homicides and authorities stated after he died that Toole was the killer of Adam Walsh, John Walsh’s son. John Walsh is the host of the TV show America’s Most Wanted.

I rented the movie when it first came out.

I was visiting my folks at the time, and everyone had gone out. My sis came home at home point and went upstairs. She heard the evil movie and came downstairs looking disturbed. She moved gingerly into the living room, and squeaked out a question, “What is this?”

The audio sounded bad, but what was on screen was worse. Henry and Otis were whooping it up, massacring a whole precious family for no damn reason at all other than sheer good times.

“It’s Henry, Portrait of a Serial Killer.”

She looked at the screen, then looked back at me, sitting there, with a blank look on my face, head cocked sideways, strange, glazed look in my eyes, mouth slightly agape. She looked like couldn’t decide which was scarier, me or the movie. She left the room real quick and never came back.

When I say this is the most evil movie ever made, that means I hated it, right?

Of course not. Actually, I loved it.


Rent it sometime, unless you’re chicken.


Filed under Americas, Cinema, Crime, Horror, Regional, Serial Killers, USA