Time is a flat circle.

Carpenter makes King his own.

In which the most affecting horror is our primitive desire for more.

Andrew and Scott name-check half a dozen of their favorite scary games. What're yours?

Once upon a time, all the “Masters Of Horror” felt obligated to make a vampire movie. Why are so few of them any good?

Boobs. So many boobs.

De Palma and Cronenberg offer complementary narratives of co-dependent psychosis.

When did these little bastards become the good guys?

Britt and Brian took apart the franchise film by film. They are done now.

A look back at horror's most "special" slasher.