Why are you screaming? I haven’t even written anything yet. It’s The RETURN month here at Nightmare on Film Street,...
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[Editor’s Note: Welcome back, Fiends! If you haven’t already read Chris’s Poor Decisions of Polarizing Remakes – Part One, go...
“Christmas carolers…I hate Christmas carolers.” Mrs. Deagle, myself, and everyone else. We are near concluding End of Days month here at Nightmare on Film Street and, much more mercifully, 2020 as a whole. Instead of wallowing in the crap fest that was this year, I chose instead to gleefully cover the...
The First Born Son. The Torso. The Bound Woman. The Withered Lover. The Torn Prince. The Angry Princess. The Pilgrimess....
“Nobody trusts anybody now, and we’re all very tired.” – RJ Macready, or any one of us in 2020. Happy...
It’s A Haunting on Film Street month here at NOFS, and we’re turning the spookiness up to 10. For this month’s edition of Making a Monster, we will be looking at the A-list creepy that broke into stardom in James Wan’s 2013 hit The Conjuring. In fact, the little bundle of boo!’s hit...
[Making a Monster] How Filmmaking Frustrations Yielded Clive Barker’s “Super-Butchers” in HELLRAISER
“What’s in the box?!” As it turns out, there are much worse things to find in there than Gwyneth Paltrow’s...
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Let’s address the elephant in the room. I really had no clue whatsoever what to expect from a feature called...
It’s Greedy Guts month here on Nightmare on Film Street, and I’m on a real nostalgia kick. As you know, nostalgia is one hell of a drug. More often than not, we look back upon the films that had profound impacts on our lives years later, and realize that they’re...
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Turning 30 isn’t easy, I’ve been told. It’s less easy when an alien bent on destroying the planet crashes your...
Welcome back fiends the newest edition of Making a Monster! We’ve covered a wide array of movie monsters the past...
It’s prom night. Your date is coming to your house to take you to the big dance. That wonderful feeling of butterflies in your chest gets more and more intense. Oh, but the dreaded nervousness twists your stomach into knots! Did you remember to comb your hair? Brush your teeth?...
