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Trailer Fabulous: "Jennifer's Body"

2009-07-07T10:15:00.004-04:00

When I read eons ago that Diablo Cody was making a horror movie about a cheerleader possessed by a man-eating demon I was cautiously optimistic. Then I actually saw Transformers and realized that Megan Fox is about as interesting to watch as a bowl of oatmeal, so my hopes were dampened somewhat.

But this red-band trailer for the movie (which also stars Amanda Seyfried, Adam Brody and OMG Amy Sedaris!) is actually pretty fun, if not a bit too similar to Ginger Snaps for its own good. (Seriously, it's pretty much the same movie, from the looks of it.)

Thoughts? Oh, and one more thing: Maybe the studio should come up with another poster idea that isn't, ohIdunno, EXACTLY LIKE THE SEASON ONE POSTER FOR TRUE BLOOD?

Why I will be watching the "Harper's Island" finale alone

2009-07-06T10:17:00.004-04:00

This coming Saturday CBS will be airing the 2-hour finale of what might be the most daring horror-related network television experiment ever, the self-contained slasher opus Harper's Island. Now, if you haven't even heard of the show, you're not alone: since the bloody, Ten Little Indians-style mystery was banished to Saturday nights at 10PM early on, it never stood much of a chance.

But if, like we have, you've been sticking with the increasingly nasty little serial killer tale week after week, you might be looking forward to finding out how things will wrap up (they've promised since day one that they'll solve the mystery after killing pretty much everyone off) this weekend.

Well, let me adjust that slightly ... because as of last week's episode, the viewership in our household went from "us" to "me", and probably for good reason. To find out why (and to hear my completely off-base prediction for the solution to the mystery), continue through the SPOILERY waters below... (Note: If you haven't seen the show but want to catch up before the finale, you can watch every episode so far in full on CBS.com and on Prime Time On-Demand!)

Here's Episode 11:

In last week's episode, "Splash", boomerang baddie John Wakefield (who is alive and well, we know now) essentially killed off the only likable characters left of the show, the newly-engaged Cal and Chloe (the blondes). Introduced as disposable, vapid pretty people, the mismatched couple had somehow managed to survive to the 11th (of 13) episode, and along the way proved themselves to be wonderfully spunky and lovable characters. When browbeaten Cal was finally able to propose to Chloe in the last episode, it seemed that this budding love might be the show's way of injecting some hope into its tragic setup (a wedding becoming a slaughterhouse) and that they might be the "Final Couple" of the series.

Um ... no.

Instead, the couple was tortured and given the most prolonged and anguished sendoff thus far, with Cal being impaled right in front of Chloe and Chloe committing suicide before Wakefield could get to her (sighing, "You can't have me" before letting go of the bridge rail and falling to her death). It's not a particularly new twist, sure - heck, it was the ending of Open Water, more or less. But in that case you'd spent 90 minutes growing to detest the two victims, and in this case you'd spent 11 hours actually coming to like them.

It was a pretty mean move, and one that might have turned a lot of people off in the 11th hour (literally). Andy actually walked out of the room the minute the spike met Cal's chest and announced that he wouldn't be watching any more of the show, that they'd just gone too far. I can't really argue with him, although I reminded him that the show did pretty much promise to kill everyone off before it even started. But honestly, couldn't that annoying little kid have been the next to go, instead?

On Saturday the last two episodes ("Gasp" and "Sigh" ... notice that all the titles are the death sounds of the wedding guests? Neat...) will air, and the mystery will be solved. My call? Since Episode 4 ("Bang") I've been convinced that Booth (the friend who shot himself by accident and whose body disappeared) had faked his own death and had been aiding Wakefield in secret, likely because he's his son. They're of course casting suspicion on the fishy boyfriend now (I Know What You Did Last Summer-style) but I think it's a red herring (nyuk).

It's pretty safe to say the killer isn't Uncle Marty (Harry Hamlin)

If this is the twist, it means that the writers did their homework, as it would borrow from both And Then There Were None (someone faking his own death to move about in secret) and Death on the Nile (a fake shooting), two Agatha Christie whodunit classics.

Any theories? Is anyone even still watching?

Videodrama: The Voluptuous Horror of Karen O

2009-07-02T11:06:00.005-04:00

Since a lot of folks in the States are coasting through the day before the holiday starts tomorrow, I thought I'd post a few fun horror-related music videos from one of my favorite bands, Yeah Yeah Yeahs.

In an oddly prescient move, the band opted for some Michael Jackson imagery for the video for their latest single, "Heads Will Roll", which also features some wonderfully grand guignol moments near the end.

It's not the first time the band has mined horror tropes for its videos. Back on their first album, the Yeahs brought video wonderkind Spike Jonze on-board to direct the wonderfully creepy evil kid party for "Y Control":

Y-Control

Bondage imagery and entomological horror made the video for "Pin" one of the creepiest stop-motion pieces I've ever seen:

And their concert DVD, Tell Me What Rockers to Swallow, has old-timey horror monsters as its central visual theme.

So it shouldn't be surprising that True Blood is on the Yeah Yeah Yeahs party bus, having used their song "Phenomena" (off of Show Your Bones) in one of the promos for Season Two:

Blood Work "True Blood" video blog (2.3): "Scratches"

2009-06-30T13:35:00.004-04:00

Hi kids! We're busy adjusting to the new video situation and will likely be trying out some new stuff and different video servers over the next few episodes, but the latest vlog is up and running!

Note: No gay husbands were injured during the making of this video.

"Hausu" at Subway Cinema's Asian Film Fest in NYC

2009-06-30T10:46:00.004-04:00

Subway Cinema's Asian Film Festival in NYC has always been one of my favorite places to catch hard-to-find horror flicks from the other side of the globe. In past years I've caught The Happiness of the Katakuris, the utterly batshit puppet horror movie Marronnier (complete with the director, who speaks no English, taking Q&A via a Godzilla puppet in a Yankees uniform who could only say "Thankyouverymaaaaach!") and midair-sex opus The Eternal Evil of Asia.

This year the fest is really outdoing itself by screening one of the most influential and utterly bizarre Asian horror movies ever, Obayashi's 1977 haunted house experiment, Hausu.

Co-written and conceived by Obayashi's 11-year-old daughter (no joke), this candy-colored feverdream of a film takes a bunch of teenage girls and plops them into a mansion on a hill that is inhabited by a sort of wicked stepmother and her laser-shooting evil white cat. Over the course of the film the ladies are dispatched in an array of increasingly creative ways, including being eaten by a piano.

We became a bit obsessed with House a few years back and eventually tracked down a bootleg, but the quality is pretty bad and it would be awesome to see the film projected from an original master (even digitally, as it will be this Thursday in NYC), since the visuals in the film are so jaw-droppingly unique. If you've never heard of the movie, do yourself a favor and find it!

Here's the trailer, to whet yer whistles. And big thanks to Abby for the tip!!

Listen to Andy and Brian on "Loving True Blood" Blogtalk Radio!

2009-06-29T21:19:00.004-04:00

Hey, y'all! Just click the above widget to listen to the podcast replay (it should be available for replay at about midnight EDT. It was a blast, and HUGE thanks to Dallas for inviting us on the show, asking such great questions and being such a doll overall about our silly little video thingy! Keep up with her over here on her site.

One thing that a pal pointed out: Andy used the word "pantaloons" in the show, which reminded me of what is easily the best 6 seconds in the history of television. Please to enjoy:

Pantaloons

CampBlood on the radio, "True Blood" 2.3 and more!

2009-06-29T10:16:00.005-04:00

Well hello there! For those of you who may be new to the Camp, please pick up your laundry bags and bug spray and have a seat at one of the picnic tables.

Thanks to my newfound unemploy, CampBlood will now be the spot to find new episodes of our Blood Work True Blood video blog (Episode 2.3 is currently in production!), and of course any ramblings (horror-related or no) that happen along.

If you're just joining us, welcome and have a look around - the buttons on the right will take you to the flagship CampBlood site, which features hundreds of horror movie and musty Movie of the Week reviews, the Homo Horror Guide, video bits, interviews, pictorials, and lots of other ridiculous stuff.

Humbert wants to scratch your back.

Oh, and don't forget to check out our shop and pick yourself up a CampBlood t-shirt, coffee mug or slumber party poster, so that you can spread our filthy gospel in style!

I'm also very excited to announce that tonight Andy and I will be appearing on the Loving True Blood in Dallas blog radio show at 10PM EDT to talk about the show, our vlog series, and much more. Do join us and call in with your questions!

Jim Parrack as Hoyt Fortenberry

So in the meantime, what did y'all think of last night's True Blood ("Scratches")? Are we getting excited about The Best Little Orgy House in Bon Temps? Is Lafayette out of harm's way? What of Little Lord Fortenberry? And just what does Daphne Butterfingers think she's doing messin' around with my man?!?!?

Blood Work "True Blood" video blog (2.2): The makeover episode!

2009-06-24T09:30:00.003-04:00

To celebrate the sassy new looks for Eric, Jessica and basement-bound Lafayette (less eyeshadow, more neck-shackle!) Andy and I undergo some ill-considered makeovers of our own.

Check it all out below!

Blood Work "True Blood" vlog: We wanna do bad things with you

2009-06-17T08:55:00.003-04:00

Did you miss us as much as we missed you?

See Alan Rowe Kelly's "A Far Cry from Home" at Fango Con NYC this friday!

2009-06-03T18:23:00.003-04:00

Skittles, it's not often that my dueling personalities get to share airtime, but today Buzz ran an item over at Brian's dayjob getting the word out about the queerness at the Fangoria's Weekend of Horrors that starts Friday in NYC. (Margo was not happy.)

Honorary CampBlood Counselor Alan Rowe Kelly (specialties: bow-hunting, light crafts, maquillage) will be premiering the latest in New Jersey-bred survival horror, the very nasty hate-crime tale A Far Cry from Home, at the fest on Friday night at 7, and all you Gotham City gore-gays had better come out to support!

Here's more info. Don't make me come and drag you by your nipple-hairs!

"Drag" your scabby ass to the theater this Friday, or I'll curse you myself

2009-05-27T11:05:00.003-04:00

Guys and gals, seriously? I know I haven't written much at all lately. I got married, am toiling away at a job that takes up far too much of my time, and am generally rather over-extended. So please believe your beloved (if generally absent) Head Counsellor Buzz when he tells you this:

You need to get your fucking shit to the theater this Friday to see Drag Me to Hell.

I caught a press screening of the movie last night and I have to say, for me to have been laughing so hard mere hours after Proposition 8 was upheld by the California Supreme Court (whom a colleague of mine aptly referred to as the football-snatching Lucy Van Pelt of the State courts) is downright shameful. But such is the gooey, frenetic, raucous and mind-meltingly clever black magic of this mean, hilarious, and fabulously compact little morality tale.

This shit was so good that I actually forgive Sam Raimi for the three-hour back-alley abortion that was Spiderman 3.

I don't want to spoil too much of the already amazingly lean plot, but let me just say that this movie has balls to spare, and it is probably the most perfect horror movie for the current economic climate imaginable. Remember when horror movies had points? When they were about societal evils and demons and zeitgeist and comeuppance? That's what we have here, wrapped in zingy, kitty-covered wrapping paper and tied with a big fat bow. I seriously can't imagine any studio giving the greenlight to this kind of uncompromising thriller being made today, and I love Raimi for deciding that now was the right time to unleash this hellish vision of our profit-driven culture.

Aside from all that, Drag Me is screamingly funny (both thanks to clever gags and writing, brilliantly executed sequences and the over-the-top wacky violence that made us all fall in love with Raimi as a director so many moons and poorly-dubbed VHS copies of Evil Dead ago) and wonderfully disgusting, and boasts a killer central performance by Alison Lohman in her first lead role. I wonder what made Ellen Page (who was originally attached) drop out at the last minute, but honestly I don't care, because Lohman is awesome (there's a scene when she meets her boyfriend's parents' cat that pretty much encapsulates how good this girl is).

Her character, Christine, is kind of what you'd get if True Blood's Sookie Stackhouse stopped banging vampires, got her shit together and moved to the big city, but she's infinitely more complicated (and, as we learn in the opening scenes, has trained herself out of that accent). The other characters are pretty much props for her to bounce off of (literally and figuratively), but Lohman is so damn watchable that it works.

I really can't say enough about this movie, but I'll stop here because half the fun of this fucked-up thrill-ride is letting the master behind the camera lead you along. Sure, you'll figure out the twists long before they arrive, but you're supposed to ... the fun is in how Raimi still doesn't give you what you expect, and gives it to you with a staggering amount of skill and humor. There's more creativity in a single minute of this movie than in all of Rob Zombie's movies combined, and more legitimate grossness without any of the leering ick.

If you liked The Entity but could have done without all the rape, or if you wished Serpent and the Rainbow had the pacing of an MMA cage-match, your white knight has arrived. And all this with a PG-13? Fuck me to hell - this guy's still got it.

Trailer Fabulous: "Sorority Row"

2009-03-20T10:35:00.002-04:00

Okay, so go ahead and kill me and dump me in a mineshaft but The House on Sorority Row isn't one of my favorites, despite featuring Kristin from Days of Our Lives as a white-hot Alpha Bitch. The Les Diabolique parallels were cute, sure, and the whole "twist" was interesting, but otherwise I've never really had much to say about it. (Except, of course, "Mrs. Slater", harder and more often.)

So don't kill me when I say that I'll totally go see this remake, which doesn't really appear to take much from the original other than the location and the idea of a prank-gone-wrong. Won't it be worth it to see that fish-faced idiot from The Hills get a tire-iron to the gut? I wonder if with her last breath she asks, "Isn't it funny how all this is happening while Lauren's away?"

Thoughts?

Review: "Last House on the Left" is the last remake I thought they'd be able to actually pull off

2009-03-12T09:27:00.005-04:00

If you've been a reader of this shambling mess of a website for any amount of time, you'll know that if there's one genre of horror I generally can't stomach, it's the "rape revenge" movie. And my overall distaste for this particular flavor of exploitation film likely stems from the fact that I was forced to watch Wes Craven's notorious video nasty Last House on the Left at a Little League barbecue ... when I was eight.

So when news came out that they were remaking the film as a glossy, studio-backed mall movie, I was pretty shocked. What's the point? Isn't the original's scuzziness and overall lack of polish (or even basic competency) its calling-card? Tossing $15 million and a bunch of TV actors at this premise would do rape and torture one worse by making it palatable to the mainstream. No, I thought: Let's leave this particular bit of ick to the grindhouses of days gone by.

So I was as surprised as anyone to find that The Last House on the Left is a pretty damn good horror movie.

First and foremost, the remake maintains an even, deliberate tone that from the first shot assures us that the filmmakers are not taking this project lightly. There are no blaring emo-rock transitions, no bitchy, disposable co-eds or killers with whom we're supposed to laugh as they carve their way through the idiot locals. This is not "B-movie exploitation" as Rob Zombie understands it, full of empty threats, bad acting, gratuitous nudity and unconvincing violence. This is legitimately disturbing, intense stuff, and the movie makes it clear from the onset that it isn't enjoying telling this story any more than you are watching it.

The film actually improves on some of the weaknesses of the original. The character of Mary (the daughter, well played by Sara Paxton) is vastly improved upon, and is given a much larger part in the overall story, which helps to connect the film's first and second acts. Gone is some of the icky debasement of the original's torture sequence (there's still a graphic rape, but it is handled as appropriately as that kind of thing can ever be handled, and with respect to the actors involved) but the forced lesbianism and other unnecessary exploitative elements have been dropped. The film also improves on the dynamic within the group of killers, with special emphasis being placed on Krug's son, Justin.

Oh, and it doesn't hurt that the actor cast as Krug (Garret Dillahunt) is hot as a fucking brushfire and runs around shirtless for half of the movie.

In a day when wide-release horror is in a state of diminishing returns, it's almost a shame that a well-rendered, carefully-considered like this one will no doubt be dismissed or unfairly compared to its source material (which, let's face it, is not all that great, sorry). If you're a fan of "home invasion" horror like Funny Games, The Strangers, Inside, Them and the like, this is a solid and worthy contribution to the subgenre that has mood, tension and gore to spare.

And as a side note, can I just say how laughable I find it that many of the mainstream reviews complain that the movie lacks the "gritty edge" of the original? First, they all apparently got the same memo that their journalistic integrity would be called into question if they didn't do so. And second, I doubt most have them have even SEEN the original, much less recently, or they might recall that the movie is considerably flawed. I was happy to take this remake at face-value, which I think it deserves.

And did I mention Krug's furry bitchtits? Yes? K. Guess I'm done then!

"Friday the 13th": Jason goes to hell

2009-02-13T14:36:00.006-05:00

Alright, I know I haven't been updating much (coughATALLcough!) lately, and I actually don't even have the time to be trying to address this topic with any degree of thoughtfulness, but I of course had to weigh in on the slick, CW-stuffed remake of Friday the 13th that is hacking its way into theaters tonight.

I caught the movie the other night with a heart full of anticipation and a head full of dreams of sugarplum fairies and sliced coeds and all sorts of other crap. See, you may remember that I actually LIKED the Texas Chainsaw Massacre remake that these fellas churned out a few years back, so I figured that if anyone could manage a successful reboot of a beloved horror franchise, it would be they. (And not, say, Rob Zombie, who can forever suck my ass for his back-alley abortion of a Halloween.)

So it is with a heavy heart that I inform you that this remake kinda shits the bed.

It's not a disaster. I wouldn't go that far. But it misses the point of what really makes Friday Friday, and instead tries to turn it into Chainsaw 2: Leatherface Joins the Mighty Ducks.

First problem: Jason lives underground in a tunnel and keeps prisoners. Wha-wa-WHAAAAAT?! Oh please. Jason is far too busy to be bothered with houseguests, even if they do vaguely resemble his mother. Which brings me to the biggest gaping logic hole in this whole thing: If Jason was indeed alive and saw his mother beheaded in the woods (this reboot conveniently says that the tot wasn't dead, which takes care of the "aging dead kid" continuity issue that the originals had), then why was momma killing the counselers to begin with? This version makes a HUGE deal out of Jason's connection to his mom (who, sadly, is in the movie for all of 23 seconds), so why was the kid pretending to be dead and following his mom around while she killed everyone to begin with?

After a rather disturbing opening 15-minute sequence in which the filmmakers are probably hoping to confuse us, as they kill off the entire cast (saw that one coming from the trailers, thanks), the movie totally flatlines for the next hour. It's not as mean as the first segment (the sleeping bag barbecue in particular is NASTY!) so it doesn't maintain the kind of grueling intensity as Chainsaw, which is okay since it's a body-count movie, not a survival flick. But they also miss the mark by making the characters so humorless and loathsome and the murders so gruesome and unpleasant that it's hard to have fun watching the bodies pile up.

Case in point: Every female character who dies (save one) shows her tits. Even former pop princess Willa Ford has to first waterski topless - TOPLESS! - before getting a machete in her head with her ya-ya's out. The girls are uniformly piggish sluts, and the guys are no better. In fact, in this age of diverse casting, the filmmakers are actually so lazy as to basically say, "Well, if we cast a black guy and an Asian guy we really don't need to give them any other defining characteristics." Um, not exactly, guys.

Go ahead and rewatch the originals - while the characters were horny and ridiculous, they weren't total assholes. The couples actually enjoyed one another, where here all the sex is grudgefucking where the guys slap around the girls and the girls like it.

Body-count movies are supposed to have an element of fun to them. Otherwise the experience of watching over a dozen people die horrible deaths starts to become grating, or even unpleasant. If you look at this Friday remake versus the My Bloody Valentine remake from a month ago (which had its own faults, sure), the Valentine guys clearly "got it" in terms of how to gruesomely hack up dozens of people and make it into a good time, and these guys didn't. Hell, Valentine even managed to put a full 5-minute chase scene where the victim is fully nude and in 3-D, and it still didn't feel exploitative or tasteless like this one does.

But this brings me to the only real reason to sit through all of Friday to the end: The bodacious ta-tas of one Jared Padalecki. Like his Supernatural boyfriend - er, brother - Jensen Ackles, he's using a horror reboot to make his mark on the winter box office. And while Ackles' movie is a better one, Padalecki has clearly been hitting the gym to fill out his costume, and his perky nips may just be enough to guide you out of the woods once and for all.

So while not a total disaster, this wasn't the return to Camp Blood that I was hoping for. It's an unduly misogynistic and occasionally rather boring reimagining that downgrades one of our greatest masked men to being yet another retard in the woods with mommy issues and no sense for decorating. And if I wanted to see that, I'd rent Nell.

Still kicking

2009-01-19T14:13:00.003-05:00

OMG please tell me you're watching "Scream Queens" on VH1!

2008-11-11T19:33:00.003-05:00

I've been meaning to say this for a few weeks now, but I'm finally just getting the chance:

Scream Queens is the awesomest show in the history of broadcast television.

Seriously, this is what reality television was invented for, I'm convinced. In this competition 10 "actresses" subject themselves to a litany of horror-themed humiliations in order to score a highly sought-after role in Saw Whateverthehellnumberthey'reupto.

Being that this is a VH1 reality show, there's a lot of drunk girls passing out in limos:

But being that it's about horror movies, there's also a lot of white-hot bad acting, unconvincing screaming, and general unhinged amazingness.

I knew from episode one when I heard the words "Hollywood heavyweight Shawnee Smith" that this was going to be fucking awesome, but even I had underestimated just how batshit insane the girls that they'd cast would turn out to be. Jessica and Lina (who went home last night, thank GOD) are particularly loonytunes, but really there's enough crazy to go around.

Seriously, this shit is like honey-flavored crack nectar straight from the tit of Laurie Strode herself. I'm obsessed. I count down the minutes to 10PM on Mondays like it's my fucking execution date.

Right now former Nickelodeon child star Lindsay and kickass non-actress (which in this context is a compliment, trust me) Tanedra are my faves to win. I LOVE YOU CRAZY BITCHES!!!

Here's a clip from last night where director's challenge mentor James Gunn (Slither) calls dumbass Lina on the carpet for backing out of a girl-girl kiss.

The always-entertaining Rich Juzwiak is recapping the show over at VH1.com, so if you've missed the first 4 episodes please allow him to be your guide. Seriously, you're insane not to watch this mess!

Blood Work "True Blood" video blog Ep. 9: We're here, we're were-cats, get used to it!

2008-11-06T19:37:00.002-05:00

That's right, folks: time for another of our weekly Blood Work True Blood video blog recaps! This week Andy and I took a cue from Bon Temps' hairiest resident and decided to come out to the world ... as were-cats!

Please, no pussy jokes. Just head on over to the CampBlood Video page, and enjoy!

R.I.P. Michael Crichton

2008-11-05T13:46:00.003-05:00

Author, screenwriter and director Michael Crichton died yesterday at age 66 after a battle with cancer. While most people will likely remember the prolific sci-fi writer as the guy behind Jurassic Park, he'll always have a special place in our hearts for writing and directing the classic thriller Looker, in which he had models spin around in cheap curtains and fall out of windows onto cars.

He will be missed.

Cancel the dance or it will happen thrice

2008-11-03T10:40:00.003-05:00

Can I just say that I fully expected to be arrested for wearing this getup and toting an actual pickaxe on the subway? Nope, nothing odd about that in the least. Thank you to the random girl on the L train at 2AM who gave me a Kit Kat. And thanks to Kim & Eric for taking this kickass picture and hosting the awesome horror movie party!

Trick or treat!

2008-10-31T08:28:00.005-04:00

In honor of the holiest of holies, illustrator and Mister-Special-Around-Here Foxy Andy whipped up this Halloween Valentine just for you. Share with your friends and families, and have an awesome and safe Halloween. (To download a hi-rez version, just click HERE.)

Much love,
Buzz

It's back: Halloween Costumes from Hell!

2008-10-30T15:47:00.003-04:00

Ladies and germs, I'm thrilled to unveil this year's collection of Halloween costumes that never should have seen the black-light of day. For the 6th consecutive year, I've trolled the Internet for the most ill-advised party outfits out there so that we might collectively laugh at the poor judgment, taste, and overall fitness of others.

"But Buzz," you might coo, "these people are just out to have fun and don't deserve our ridicule. Can't you just leave them be?"

To that I say, just look at the douchebag above. He's perfectly happy with his Virginia Tech shooting victim outfit, his mini hoop earrings and the finest escort the greater Dallas area has to offer, so he doesn't really need our sympathy.

Enjoy, sickos!

Michael Myers' "Halloween" gag reel

2008-10-29T11:37:00.002-04:00

My friend Dan sent me this and I can't stop laughing. Thanks, Ducky!

Blood Work "True Blood" video blog Ep. 8: Pumpkin guts and muddy buttocks!

2008-10-28T17:47:00.002-04:00

Hey kids - there's a new Blood Work vlog up, and it's got that "new pumpkin smell"! That's right, Andy devised some sweet-ass True Blood jack-o-lantern templates that we give a try in this week's ep as we discuss Sunday's gay-vampire-heavy, dirty-cemetery-sex-filled True Blood.

Check it out over on the CampBlood Video page, where you can also find a link to download your own carving templates!

Hear me, hear me! Buzz on the radio

2008-10-24T14:40:00.003-04:00

So I'm sure all you sickos have something better to do on a Saturday night than listen to Internet radio ...

(crickets)

But if you're near a 'puter tomorrow night at 11PM Eastern do check out The Drunkard's Dream, a radio show that has invited yours truly on to talk about gay horror movies and shit.

In the spirit of the show's title, I'll likely be hammered, (um, it is after noon, duh...) so it could get good. And if they take phonecalls, please dial in with your best Billy from Black Christmas! You know you can smell it...

Blood Work "True Blood" video blog Ep. 7: Joe Zaso to the rescue!

2008-10-20T19:47:00.004-04:00

Okay, you guys owe me big-time. In the name of gay horror fans everywhere, I subjected myself to an hour of time in front of a roaring (fake) fireplace with the hideously deformed and totally shirtless horror himbo Joe Zaso. I know, I know - the things I will put myself through for you people!

Truth be told, Joe is a doll and a wonderful co-host, and I'd lie on his bearskin rug anytime. Yes, that's a euphemism. At any rate, we discuss episode seven of True Blood, and it's a doozy!

Enjoy all the sexiness over on the CampBlood Video page!!