They Have Their Entertainments, And We Have Ours: Blood Quantum

Synopsis: It’s still morning and already a hell of a day for reservation sheriff Traylor (Michael Greyeyes). His wife Joss ‘s (Elle-Maija Tailfeathers) dog got loose, messed with some kind of hazard and needed putting down. His sons Joseph (Forrest Goodluck) and Lysol (Kiowa Gordon) have been arrested across the river for drunken disorderly, one […]

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You Get What You Pay For: Yummy

Synopsis: What happens when a trio head off to a shady Eastern European clinic for some cheap, no-questions-asked plastic surgery? Why, they are exposed to questionable medical practices (one lad up on regs asks, “Don’t EU guidelines prohibit surgeons from drinking coffee before a procedure?” while staring at a man in surgical scrubs smoking and […]

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It’s All About Squandered Potential, Not Actual Accomplishments: Stephen Graham Jones’ Mapping the Interior

Stephen Graham Jones weaves the everyday and the mythic with the ease of a Clive Barker. Though his darker turns are not necessarily as gruesome as some of that author’s better-known works, the two writers shared a skewed view of both the world and the genre that has made their name. Whereas Barker has left […]

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Leave the Dead Alone: Pale Blood

Synopsis: Michael Fury (George Chakiris) has come to Los Angeles to track down a killer. The police are baffled by the brutal slayings, beautiful women left without a drop of blood in their bodies and a pair of puncture wounds on their neck. Reporters like Frazer Kelly (Frazer Smith) have given the serial killer his […]

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They Were All My Friends, And They Died: Stephen Graham Jones’ Night Of The Mannequins

Some horror stories are flawless considerations of grief, death, mortality, and what waits when the candle wicks of our lives reach their ends. Others are tall tales, shaggy dog stories that straddle the line between chilling and utterly ludicrous. Stephen Graham Jones’ The Only Good Indians is a fine example of the former, tackling the […]

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