The first of three ties this year...
TALES OF HALLOWEEN
(July 2015)"Do you know what would perk up this candy-ass display?
“Some motherf*ckin’
blood!”
With
ten stories in its 97-minute running time, The October Society’s Tales of Halloween* has a pretty darn
good batting average for a horror anthology, in that--at least as far as I’m
concerned--there really isn’t any segment in here that’s a particular stinker.
Naturally,
you will like some stories more than others, but it’s a pretty good bet that
you’ll come out of this thinking, “Sh!t, yeah, that was fun!”
And
that’s what Tales of Halloween is,
really.
From
the “SNL sketch as directed by old
school splatter Peter Jackson” insanity of Mike Mendez’s “Friday the 31st”
to the stylized horror of Lucky McKee’s “Ding Dong” (with Pollyanna McIntosh!),
from the blackly comedic commentary of the ultimately pointless debate between
old school horror and the more modern black metal splatterpunk aesthetic in
John Skipp and Andrew Kasch’s “This Means War” (with James Duval!) to the bizarro
horror of Neil Marshall’s “Bad Seed” (with Pat Healy as “Forensic Bob”!), Tales of Halloween is some awesomely fun
Halloween horror viewing.
“Are you kidding me?! My
nuts were viciously assaulted by a monster, dude!”
Plus,
there’s a whole bunch of familiar genre faces in here, including Greg Grunberg,
Lin Shaye, Noah Segan, Sam Witwer, John Landis, Adam Green, and Joe Dante.
Alex
Essoe (from ¡Qué horror! 2015 title, Starry Eyes) and Drew Struzan (as “Rembrandt”) are in here, too,
along with Adrienne Barbeau, who basically echoes her Stevie Wayne character
from The Fog as the very loose
bridging element of “The Radio DJ”.
Originating
from an idea by Axelle Carolyn (who also happens to be Neil Marshall’s wife), Tales of Halloween is a mighty fine
addition to the ranks of horror anthologies out there.
So
be sure and stuff this one into your Halloween candy sack!
“Go bag me some of those
horror freaks!”
SOUTHBOUND
(September 2015)
"Well, this next one is for you. All you lost souls racin’
down that long road to redemption, and all you sinners runnin’ from your past,
but headin’ straight into that pit o’ darkness up ahead.”
The contemporary horror anthology film continues to tread the kicka$$ territories completely alien to the bland Hollywood horror that currently clutters up the multiplexes, this time, in the form of Southbound.
The contemporary horror anthology film continues to tread the kicka$$ territories completely alien to the bland Hollywood horror that currently clutters up the multiplexes, this time, in the form of Southbound.
Bloody
Disgusting’s Brad Miska--who also brought us the V/H/S anthologies--has his paw prints all over this one too, a
collection of interconnected tales brought to us by the likes of David Bruckner
(¡Qué horror! 2008 title, The Signal and the V/H/S
segment, “Amateur Night”) and Radio Silence (“10/31/98” from ¡Qué horror! 2012 title, V/H/S).
Not
really much more I can say without spoiling the surprises, so just get out
there and hunt this down!
“We’re all on the same
endless highway, the one with no name and no exits, lookin’ for a way out of
tonight and inta tomorrow.
“Well, they’re gonna try
to stop you, but you gotta say, “F*ckin’ keep movin’,” because this is your highway, and tonight might just be the
night you finally outrun those wicked demons once and for all…”
Parting
Shot 1: The one and only Larry Fessenden has his presence known here, as “The
D.J.” (I guess the radio DJ as a horror anthology bridging element in now officially a thing...)
Parting
Shot 2: I have mixed feelings about Siren,
the upcoming feature-length adaptation of “Amateur Night.”
While
I’m curious to see how it’ll play as a feature, I am wondering why Gregg Bishop
is directing, and not Bruckner, who helmed the original short.
It
doesn’t help that I wasn’t overly fond of “Dante the Great,” Bishop’s segment
in V/H/S Viral, either…
(Tales of Halloween OS’ courtesy of aintitcool.com
& bloody-disgusting.com; Southbound OS courtesy of
impawards.com.)