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Reviews & Commentary by Adam Groves
CHERRY FALLS
A vindictive psycho is stalking virgin teens in 1999’s CHERRY FALLS, one of the best late-nineties SCREAM wannabes
THE CHANGELING
I’m not a huge fan of haunted house movies, but this one is pretty good.
CENTURION
This bloody historical epic, the most ambitious film made by the British horrormeister Neil Marshall, is too shallow and ham-fisted for its own good
CEMETERY MAN
An interesting item from director Dario Argento disciple Michele Soavi, who seems to have at last come into his own
THE CAT AND THE CANARY
This 1927 haunted house classic is seriously hokey, but worth seeing nonetheless due to the extraordinary visuals created by director Paul Leni
DAGON
Among my absolute favorite horror novels, Fred Chappell’s DAGON looms large — a beautifully written, profoundly disturbing evocation of madness, obsession and transformation unlike anything else I’d read before (or since).
CYCLE OF VIOLENCE
Grayson Perry is a renowned British artist and notorious cross dresser with a penchant for the gross and pornographic. I’m assuming this humorous and frankly obscene graphic novel is at least partially autobiographical.
CYCLE OF THE WEREWOLF
This Stephen King “novel” is actually a graphic album whose illustrator Berni Wrightson deserves equal credit. CYCLE OF THE WEREWOLF was conceived as a calendar for the year 1984, with a story by King and copious illustrations by Wrightson to fill out each month. It initially appeared as a limited edition hardcover in late 1983, followed by a trade paperback incarnation in ‘85.
CUSTOM MADE SLAVES
Initially published as part of the aptly named Bizarre line of S&M themed erotica, this book has little to offer from a literary standpoint but is plenty wild.
THE CURSE OF LATOMBA
Here’s an interesting artifact I recently unearthed from my closet, a horror novel packaged as a tabloid newspaper, complete with (bogus) ads and photos. Printed in South Carolina by someone calling himself “Edward Hyde” (a pen name, obviously!), it’s a lurid, nasty, occasionally funny first person account of a cannibalistic serial killer named Edgar, told in the form of a lengthy letter he writes to a supermarket rag called “The Grapevine.” Here’s an interesting artifact I recently unearthed from my closet, a horror novel packaged as a tabloid newspaper, complete with (bogus) ads and photos. Printed in South Carolina by someone calling himself “Edward Hyde” (a pen name, obviously!), it’s a lurid, nasty, occasionally funny first person account of a cannibalistic serial killer named Edgar, told in the form of a lengthy letter he writes to a supermarket rag called “The Grapevine.”
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