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Silent Night Bloody Night 3 Preview Clip & Title Reveal
Published at Retrosploitation.com: I must really love you guys, after all my idea of a good time on Christmas Day is organizing this SILENT NIGHT BLOODY NIGHT 3 preview clip for you! Hopefully I don’t wake up tomorrow in a Jigsaw trap heeding ominous warnings to “cherish my life” but… I know there are plenty of you out there waiting to see the new movie. Watch through to the end and discover the official title of this sequel!
They Came From Atlanta: A Retrospective
Published at SleepawayCampFilms.com: SLEEPAWAY CAMP 2: UNHAPPY CAMPERS & SLEEPAWAY CAMP 3: TEENAGE WASTELAND, released in 1988 & 1989 respectively, have been enjoyed the world over for their time capsule of late 1980s fun, sun, and chuckle-inducing slashing. A lot of that is due to Michael A. Simpson’s capable and quirky direction, as well as the cast and crew used from his homebase of Atlanta, Georgia.
The Zarchive: Goodbye & Good Luck
Jody Pearson left Michael in a none-to-clear fashion – was it a car crash, or kidnapping? But more important than the details, to Michael, seemed to be the lack of goodbye. In this image, Jody waves goodbye in an iconic pose – genuine warm face, calm and relaxed, but half-turned back, either between good and […]
Visiting AMITYVILLE & Revisiting SLEEPAWAY CAMP
What’s John been up to? Glad you didn’t ask. Here’s the rundown… AMITYVILLE APOCALYPSE has been released, a project born out of circumstance much like my previous ISOLATION ACTIVITY (2021) and guest slot in 5G ZOMBIE (2020). In fact, I’m calling them my Isolation Trilogy, as they were comprised of many creative collaborators in many […]
Fangoria: SILENT NIGHT, BLOODY NIGHT at 50
Fangoria, the object of my childhood obsessions, have whipped up a retrospective of SILENT NIGHT, BLOODY NIGHT for the film’s 50th anniversary and in advance of our forthcoming 3rd chapter, now in post-production.
Forgotten Flicks: TEXAS ELECTROSHOCK THERAPY
While cinematic graphic violence has reached unprecedented heady heights in recent decades, no film has quite taken home the crown for sheer physical and existential damnation as 1974’s TEXAS ELECTROSHOCK THERAPY.