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The Hollywood Reporter interviews director Takashi Miike about his new film, Shield of Straw: ” In Japan now, films are very safe. When I was young and went to old cinemas, they had a distinctive feel, an adult smell about them. As you got in your seat…
Happy Mother’s Day! Here’s one of our favorite movie moms—The Queen of Blood!
I think my favorite part of this cover is that the Renaissance bestiary style of the art in the reference book differs slightly from the creature that makes a surprise appearance in the library. It lends one to assume the monster is fanciful until it shuffles into view, revealing itself and its no doubt murderous intentions.
Strange Tales (October 1932) featuring The Hunters From Beyond by Clark Ashton Smith. Cover art by H. Wesso with story illustration by Elliot Dold.
New trailer for the incredibly fun movie, Manborg!
Night of the Lepus is a holiday classic.
Happy Easter to everyone celebrating!
This week at The Gutter, Guest Star Todd Stadtman writes about The War Of The Gargantuas’ “lone pop musical interlude.”
It’s no coincidence, then, that Ishiro Honda’s War of the Gargantuas, a fixture of the UHF band during my youth, has proven to be a childhood entertainment that has in later years demonstrated a particularly adhesive quality. And that’s not true just for me. Gargantuas seems to have left its imprint on a lot of us, and its most universally relived moment, perhaps unsurprisingly, is its lone pop musical interlude. This, of course, takes place in a swanky roof top lounge, at which an assortment of nice Japanese ladies and gentlemen in their evening going-out clothes spectate a Caucasian lady singing a song in front of a live band.
This week, Romance Editor Chris discovers that while she hates zombies, she likes Warm Bodies.
Lately the sheer ubiquity of zombies has added a patina of irritation to my hatred. Ever since Seth Grahame-Smith plunked zombies into Jane Austen, the damn things pop up everywhere. Appearances in works of classic literature turned into cameos in every historical period that could possibly contain the concept of the walking dead. Post-apocalypse. Pre-apocalypse. Both World Wars, along with pretty much every other major armed conflict one could name. Magic zombies. Fast zombies. Zombies in fairy tales, and on every street corner. In fact I’m so overwhelmingly sick of zombies that I’m ceasing to be so afraid of them*. Insult to injury, they’ve become tedious as well as terrifying. There is little that will make me drop a book faster than even a hint of zombieness within.
Strange, then, that I loved Warm Bodies by Isaac Marion so much.
