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Continuing the Search for the Highgate Vampire

I received this press release from my online friend Erin Chapman. Allow me to share it with you. “FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE Contact: Erin Chapman Vamped Magazine Tel: 011 44 (0) 778-822-0657 Email: erinchapman@vamped.org Web: http://vamped.org SEEKING WITNESSES FROM THE GREAT LONDON VAMPIRE HUNT OF 1970 (The search is on for people who were at Highgate…

Movie Review: THE HOLLOW

Not to be confused with the television series of the same name, or the Agatha Christie mystery (a stage production of which I once appeared in; just sayin’), this one from 2004, which aired on the ABC Family channel (where it was significantly edited to remove some of the gore FX and language), is so…

THE CHOSEN Part Two: IN THE PADDED BELLY OF A CONCRETE WHALE Chapter Seven

Deb turned the tiny cassette over and over with her fingers, her fragment of interview with Konrad Selivanov, all but worthless. She stuffed it back into her shirt pocket, pulling out a near-empty pack of cigarettes. “And what do you think of this man?” Ibrahim asked, wrestling with the jeep’s steering wheel, urging it forward…

Movie Review: THE DEAD DON’T DIE

Jim Jarmusch is the guy who brought us ONLY LOVERS LEFT ALIVE, one of the finest vampire films of the modern (i.e. post BRAM STOKER’S DRACULA and INTERVIEW WITH A VAMPIRE) era. It wouldn’t be expecting too much, then, to have expected something similar for his take on zombies. THE DEAD DON’T DIE is most…

Revisiting the Classics: CANDYMAN

It seems like a lifetime ago, but it was just a few days. I saw the trailer for the upcoming CANDYMAN film, due out this summer (and please God let it make its release date!) and it got me to wanting to rewatch the original, as it had been a while since I last viewed…

Fireside Chats: Dining with Nosferatu

Once it started to sink in just how serious this coronavirus thing was going to get, and just how much it was going to affect my life, this one image started popping into my head. It’s been with me constantly ever since. I don’t mean to suggest that what is happening to us right now…

Fireside Chats: Hollywood Will Return

This past weekend BLOODSHOT opened in theaters. It didn’t even pull in double digits in terms of millions earned. THE HUNT did even worse. This has nothing to do with the desire of viewers to see these movies. It’s all the panic and the pandemic. (Somebody should write a book with that title, “The Panic…

See THE INVISIBLE MAN Early on VOD

Responding to the damnable coronavirus lockdown, with most people stuck at home with nothing to do but watch TV, surf the Internet, read, or—if they are part of a couple—copulate, Universal is releasing THE INVISIBLE MAN and its just-released THE HUNT onto VOD. They might as well. The box office runs of those films are…

Fireside Chats: The Black Death

Nothing like this current pandemic has ever happened in my lifetime. Not in the lifetime of anyone living. It can and has sure taken on the dimensions of a doomsday scenario, hasn’t it? Even if we’re not all that afraid of catching the coronavirus and dying—the vast majority of people won’t—we’re still worried about the…

Fireside Chats

If you’re anything like me, our current situation, the crisis over that damned pandemic, has put you in a really bad place. For me, as someone who has to be on guard against crippling depression and anxiety under the best of circumstances, yeah, it’s tough. Probably the worst thing about it is not knowing how…

A Night at the Circus

If the Venardos Circus makes a stopover in your town, do yourself a favor and go see one of their shows. They’re a throwback to the glorious olden days of circuses, performing underneath a traditional “big top.” Owner and Ringmaster Kevin Vernados worked for Ringling Brothers, Barnum and Bailey before they closed up shop, and…

THE CHOSEN Part Two: IN THE PADDED BELLY OF A CONCRETE WHALE Chapter Six

In a small room, walled in by bookshelves, beneath a solitary square of fluorescent light, two men scrutinized one another from opposite ends of an imitation Persian rug. Dr. Hank Frye leaned back in his rolling office chair, legs crossed, a clipboard resting on his knee. His dark, curly hair, streaked with grey and thicker…