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A Teenage boy with a passion for all things nerdy! Expect a lot of Doctor Who, Cult/Horror Movies, Literature and Novels, History, Comic Books and random thoughts. Posts published weekly on a Friday evening. DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the items reviewed on this site and i also do not own of the pictures (unless stated so). If you own one of the photos and wish for it to be removed contact me at this adress: Super.pig@live.co.uk. However all of the written work is my own and is protected under copyright law.

Friday, 31 May 2013

The Most Dangerous Game (1932)

I think out of all my recent trips to the ‘Golden Age’ of horror cinema, those that were made during the “Pre-code” era, have been my favourites. All of these have had a certain level of sadism and indeed have shown a great deal of imagination in their plots. Indeed after watching Dr Cyclops (1940) and The Undying Monster (1942), I have gained a greater appreciation for The Black Cat (1934), which I originally called a flawed masterpiece. Now it’s not that these movies we’re bad (well The Undying Monster isn’t anyway) it’s simply that The Black Cat is an ingenious and wholly original tale, where as these feel like they we’re made for a set audience. The Undying Monster is a truly great movie but it’s a jolly family friendly movie that relies on gothic cliché’s. That’s what I’m trying to get at. The great thing about the Pre-Code movies is that they we’re made when horror cinema was still finding its feet, before there were restrictions and set sub-genres. Each one feels like a breath of fresh air, an experiment in creating shocks for the audience. The Most Dangerous Game is no exception.

Sunday, 26 May 2013

Peter Cushing: A Personal Tribute

No, not a review this week and not my usual post on Friday evening! This is not a new schedule; next week’s post will be a review and will be posted on Friday, from the title you can probably tell why I delayed this week. As I am sure many of you are aware today see’s what would have been the 100th Birthday of the Gentleman of Horror, Peter Cushing. I’ve made my love for this particular actor obvious in the past and I could not let such an event pass by without doing something in honour of this great and wonderful actor. I considered doing a review but decided that wasn’t special enough, besides choosing one film to represent a 100 years was simply too difficult. I thought about doing a biography type tribute but it’s been done in the past and I didn’t think that I could add anything new to the pot; also it just didn’t seem personal enough. I wanted to show something to express my love for the gentleman of horror. To show his impact on my life and how he became one of my all time idols. So instead I settled for this, a personal tribute to my favourite actor.


Friday, 17 May 2013

Doctor Who at 50: The Massacre of St Bartholomew's Eve

I think the pure historical stories of the Hartnell era are either loved or hated by fans. To some they are viewed as simply a product of the shows early days before it became the sci-fi icon it is now, a novelty to be quickly forgotten. To others, and particularly to those with a fondness for the Hartnell era, they are a set of extremely intelligent tales that are a welcome break from the more hardcore science fiction episodes. Being a student of history I must confess to belonging to the latter fraction. The pure historical’s of the shows early days were designed to educate the public whilst also providing adventure and excitement. However a great many of these serials not only did this but we’re extremely powerful pieces of drama in their own right. The Massacre is probably one of the darkest of all the first Doctor’s stories, its final episode leaving a bitter taste in the viewer’s mouth. Sadly though it is also one of three serials (the others being Marco Polo and Mission to the Unknown) that has not one scrap of footage remaining.


Friday, 10 May 2013

Dolls (1987)

I really was surprised to discover just how good Dolls was. I’ve never really been much of a killer doll fan, I mean I adore ventriloquist dummy movies like Dead Silence (2007) and Magic (1978) but movies where Childs toys run around trying to stab people? I always found it just a tad silly and not at all scary. Don’t get me wrong I love the odd one like Childs Play (1988) but there are not many others that float my boat. I was even more put off when I discovered Charles Band had some involvement with this one, I’ve tried again and again to get into Puppet Master (1991) among others, but I just can’t do it. So imagine my surprise then when Dolls turned out to be rather good, brilliant even. I just can’t understand why more people don’t talk about Dolls! Don’t get me wrong, it has its problems and it does lag in the middle, but it’s defiantly a great 80’s horror and stands up well next to director Stuart Gordon’s other works.

Saturday, 4 May 2013

Scalps (1983)

First I'd like to apologise for the lateness of this review, I normally post on a Friday evening but sadly events forced me to delay it until this morning! Oh wow. This is 80’s cheese at its upmost cheesiest. Now depending on your opinion that can either be a good or a bad thing. Personally whilst Scalps is extremely bad, I did get one or two tiny kicks out of it. Admittedly though it’s not something I’m ever going to go back to, I had enough trouble sitting through it in the first place, falling asleep twice and having to watch it in several short sections just to finish the damn thing. It attempts to follow the standard slasher format but no deaths occur until the last twenty minutes or so. The characters are all ridiculously bland, having no substance at all and any chance to expand on themes presented to the viewer is wasted. Scalps does have some interesting ideas but the plot is simply too thin, the budget too low and no attempt is made to escape its Grindhouse origins. Still if you enjoy extremely low budget 80’s horror then there may be some enjoyment to be found, but it’s nowhere near as fun as other B movies from the same period and sadly- it just doesn’t try to be.