Month: January 2018

Remember the “Wolfpack Brothers“? I do. I seem to recall that I wrote an article about them some time back. (Ah, yes. Here it is.) The Wolfpack didn’t have it as bad as those thirteen kids who were just freed from their parents’ “House of Horrors” in California, though; THEY at least got to watch…

This story hearkens back to the legend of the Beast of Gevaudon, in more ways that one. One of the prominent theories regarding the Gallic Beast, or “La Bete”, that menaced the southern French countryside in the late 1700s and killed somewhere between 60 and 200 people, was either an escaped–or deliberately released–hyena. Likewise, authorities…

As I sit typing these words, it is January 22nd. The 112th birthday of Robert E. Howard. What a perfect occasion to celebrate the man’s contribution to the werewolf mythos. Howard, if you don’t recognize his name (please don’t tell me, as I’d rather not know how culturally deprived you are) is most famous as…

I’m a little confused. Was this soap designed for use by Sasquatch? Firsthand accounts from numerous eyewitness encounters allege that Bigfoot is stinky. This is only to be expected. Bigfoot is an animal. With lots of hair. And it lives outside exclusively. In the elements. There’s no way it would NOT smell. It’s only natural.…

The other day, I bought this cheapo compilation DVD package at the ‘Mart. (That’s what I affectionately call Walmart.) It featured a plethora of haunted documentaries–documentaries of alleged real hauntings–and as that stuff, along with True Crime documentaries, is the audio/visual equivalent of comfort food for me, naturally I picked it out of the bargain…

I’m betting you’ve seen a Chick tract, even if you didn’t know what they were called. This wackjob named Jack Chick published gazillions of little micro comic books pimping his own bastardized version of extreme fundamentalist Christianity–which in actuality was about as far removed from the genuine teachings of Jesus Christ as it is possible…

A drive-in in Russia wants to hire somebody to dress as a movie monster and sneak up on couples necking in their cars and scare the lust right out of them. “3D and IMAX are not exciting any more. But when a blood-soaked maniac from the screen approaches your car – this is when you…

Leonardo DiCaprio, if’n you didn’t pick up on it. Previous reports were that Tom Cruise was going to star in the movie. I don’t know if Leo’s casting means that Tom is out or not. I doubt it. I do know that having Leo onboard lends some needed gravitas to the production. The guy’s a…

He’s called “the Woodsman,” or alternately one of the “bearded men.” He and his cohorts look like they’ve been in a fire. I initially theorized that they had been at the site of the first atomic bomb explosion, somehow caught in the conflagration, perhaps while inside that dingy-looking service station. (They’re all sooty and stuff.)…

It’s a good question, and an important question. Can a literary work be morally repugnant and still be important, worthy of preservation? I don’t think the vast majority of people would disagree that much that passes for “Art” nowadays is anything more other than trash, destined to be forgotten and having no cultural or sociological…