A zine-in-the-making for/by feminist horror fans. Submissions welcome-- fiction, drawings, criticism, whatever. Riot Ghoul forever.
SPOOKY SHIT OF THE DAY: So if the killer is dead already, is he one of the corpses? Are there only six victims? Or are there seven victims and it should be called The House of Eight Corpses? It’s haunting questions like this that make horror one of the most profound genres.
vhscoverjunkie:House of Seven Corpses (1974)
youre gonna look so goddamn cool
I can’t fucking wait
SPOOKY SHIT OF THE DAY: Bash Back
SPOOKY SHIT OF THE DAY: Sure, this gets repeated in my head tons, but Buffy for me was always about interdependence and not independence. For example the penultimate episode of season 4 where teamwork and recognizing the different strengths of a group destroys the military industrial complex.
SPOOKY SHIT OF THE DAY: What people with trypophohia see when they look at a lotus pod.
SPOOKY SHIT OF THE DAY: This is genuinely precious, but I bet it turns out poorly. Everything on The Walking Dead turns out poorly.
SPOOKY SHIT OF THE DAY: It is genuinely alarming how Salem has commodified their ugly history and turned a state sanctioned mass murder into a tourist attraction.
SPOOKY SHIT OF THE DAY: I can’t tell if this is a Francesca Woodman or just someone biting the style real hard.