Showing posts with label bites hearts halloween. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bites hearts halloween. Show all posts

Thursday, October 28, 2010

Fright Fest + Catacombs


Another FEARnet find, Catacombs stars Shannyn Sossaman and Alecia "Pink" Moore. Set in Paris, a girl that's wound up rather tightly goes and visits her sister currently living in Paris who just wants to help her unwind a little. It's there the girl finds out about the catacombs under the city used to house millions of plague victims who just couldn't fit anywhere else. And what better way to use a mass grave than to have a rave? Of course!

While the lead-up is a little on the lame side, I really liked the premise and the overall execution of the plot. Very short on gore and heavy on dark corners and rustling shadows, Catacombs plays more to the psychology of horror, and what one person can do when pushed too far. Of course it's not the best horror movie in existence but the lack of gore certainly elevates it for me. It definitely tended to drag at parts while the girl was down in the tunnels, to the point of where it overplayed the tension and even counteracted it, but I still liked it far more than what I thought I would.

For an off beat horror movie, it's pretty good.

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Some Winners, Some Zombies and an eBook

First the winners -



The winner of How to Be a Zombie by Serena Valentino - insertbooktitle!

Some of people's entries?
I would rather be a Pirate. I just think eating people (me) is nasty!

Gotta go with Voodoo Zombie on this one. Why? HMM...being buried alive would suck but atleast I'd have the reanimated thing to look forward to and maybe just maybe a Harry Dresden type sorcerer to hang out with. But that kinda makes the Party zombie sound pretty good. Excellent
question...best one I've seen so far this month.

I'd for sure be a Zombster! No one says a zombie has to dress so yucky!

I would be a Classic zombie. You can't beat a classic; and these zombies have one advantage, people aren't afraid of them anymore. If they're not afraid I can totally eat their brains or turn them.

The winners of my Bites Hearts Halloween Contest -
  • First Place - Steph from Fangs, Wands and Fairy Dust
  • Second Place - Jennifer (Book Noise)
  • Swag Winners - Lauren, Ming Ming, Julie @ Knitting & Sundries, Jennelle S (sablelexi)
And some excellent poetry -
I am Saint Sinner.
I have flown with Angels
to see Man triumph;
I have trod with Demons
to see Man fall.

I have shouted the truth,
And I have whispered lies.
I have given hope,
And I have taken it away.

I am your dream;
I am your nightmare.
Your hope and your ruin
Irrevocably entwined.

I’ve reached for the light,
And I’ve fallen to the shadows.
Both Hope and Despair are my
Constant companions.

I am Saint;
I am Sinner.
Neither black, nor white;
Rather a shade of gray.

Too pure for Hell,
Too tainted for Heaven.
I wander this realm to see
What way the scales will fall.

~

The world has wilted
My bloodied feet walk alone
Longing to wilt too

~

I never took to looking outside my window
After dark
After that night
After what happened
To you
It may seem silly
I fear every slight
Unassuming noise
Wind scares me now
The brittle rustle of
Dead leaves swaying
You think I fear what is outside that window
But it is my reflection I avoid
The soft image of my face
My blank eyes
Looking as if someone stole my soul
And if I were to bring my lips to the cool glass
No breath would leave its hazy mark

~

Dead hands rising
from the ground
Rising slowly
without a sound
Dead hands reaching
through the gate
We all saw them
just a bit too late
Dead bodies being
put underground
We'll join the chorus
and bring more down

~

He wants to suck your blood
She prefers to eat your brain
A paranormal buffet
All of you have been emailed and I know I've received some back already. A huge thanks to everyone who put in the effort to enter and congratulations to the winners! I'm a little behind on my mailings thanks to my move but I hope to be able to get to a post office this Saturday. Don't worry! I haven't forgotten you!

Now, if you're local to Connecticut, then you'll want to know about the Halloween even going on at the Mark Twain House this Saturday, October 30th.
From 2 to 4 pm you can attend the Steampunk Tea with Miss Kitty and then starting at 4 it's Mark Twain and the Army of Darkness! Three authors have given Tom Sawyer, Huckleberry Finn and Jim a zombie makeover. Plus you'll get to see a sneak preview of a movie being shot in Connecticut - Ninja Zombies! What a combination. So if you can make it, maybe I'll see you there. Check out the Mark Twain House website for more information.

And last but not least, Bree Despain's novel The Dark Divine is now available for $2.99 in eBook format until November 22nd as a promotion for her upcoming second novel, The Lost Saint.


If you haven't read it yet, now would be the perfect time. So grab it cheaply while you can!

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Fright Fest + Wicked Little Things


This is another one of my FEARnet finds and I thought it was pretty good. It's a combination of a zombie movie and a ghost story movie all rolled into one. It's not your standard zombie apocalypse type of movie and these are not your mindless, run-of-the-mill zombies. They're zombies with a vengeance.

Back in the day children were used in mines in this rural Pennsylvania town. As if that wasn't bad enough, the guy that owned the mines was a total douche and decided to blow the tunnels with the children still in them. Nice, huh? Yeah, well, the kids didn't think so either. Nearly a hundred years later stories haunt the local town about zombie children that come out at night to eat the flesh of the living. But they're more goal-oriented than that. They want revenge. They want the blood of the guy that buried them alive. And they just may get it in a relative down the channel.

Wicked Little Things has the ambiance of a ghostly movie and the relative grossness of a zombie movie. It's not over the top and it's more about mood and scares than the gore factor which is a giant plus in my book. For a different type of zombie movie, one that might actually scare you, Wicked Little Things might just be the one to do it.


Monday, October 18, 2010

Bites Heart Halloween Contest!

Okay, so while not nearly as epic as last year's, it's what I can muster with the limited funds I have. So here's what's up for grabs.

The first place winner gets to choose between the following -

A copy of Let the Right One In by John Ajvide Lindqvist.


Or $25 to spend at one of my favorite perfumers -


While her shop is closed until November 1st, she will re-open and you'll be able to see all the glorious things she has in there. Plus her Halloween line (which is awesome) will be available for two extra weeks because of the closure. I own nearly all of her scents so if you want recommendations, just yell.

The second place winner will receive whichever of the above is left. And then I have some signed We Hear the Dead swag for four other winners!


So what do you have to do to enter? Well, aside from filling out the form below, you are required to write a scary poem. I'm not looking for Shakespeare here. It can be a haiku, something with a rhyme scheme or prose-style. It can be about zombies, vampires, ghosts, demons, or whatever eerie thing you can think of. That's it! Any questions, just ask.

Open to US residents 13 years of age and older only. One entry per person per email address. Duplicate entries will be deleted. A poem must be entered in order to qualify. Entry into this contest is giving me permission to post your poem on this website. Contest ends October 25th at midnight, EST.


Thursday, October 7, 2010

Fright Fest + Bled


Fright Fest is back! And thanks to all that is FEARnet On Demand, I've discovered a few movies I probably wouldn't have otherwise. First up is a vampire flick called Bled.

The greater premise is that an artist falls in with a tough, and rather undead, crowd. Her uber-hottie tempts her to try this hot, barely heard of drug from Eastern Europe that induces trips that would put acid to shame. Of course, our protag goes for it and trip she does. And it's so eerily real. In this nether realm she hooks up with a vampire lover who keeps tempting her back into her dream state for more. The thing is, she keeps bringing stuff back with her when she crashes.

While high on the Gouda factor, I couldn't help but love the vampire concept this movie doled out. Yeah sure, the plot was boring at times and man, was the acting bad. But the vampires? Awesome.

Now ladies, these aren't your cuddly type of vampires. Sure, they can cloak themselves to look all sexy but underneath, they're the things under your bed's worst nightmares. The master vampire lives in this dream realm and can only escape when he's able to fully suck in a victim into his realm. The lines between this dream world and reality really start to blur the more the protag gets sucked into the drug. Not only does she show signs of sleepless nights but the girl comes back from her dreams with bite marks and anemia. It's a hint of Freddy Kruger thrown in there.

And the thing is, the girl hits a point of no return. Eventually she doesn't need the drug to transcend and that's when the shit really hits the fan. So if you're looking for a vampire movie where you can fantasize about the undead dude, this ain't it. But if you're looking for a vampire movie with a nasty ass vampire with a really cool execution on the lore, this is your bag. For a 2009 movie, it's really different from everything that's being pumped out. A breath of bloody air, if you will.


Monday, October 4, 2010

The Girl's Guide to Vampires: All You Need to Know About the Original Bad Boys by Barb Karg + Contest!


Published January of 2009.

The good news is: He's tall, dark, and handsome.

The bad news is: He's a bloodsucking creature of the night. Not to mention arrogant, predatory, and immortal.

What's a girl to do? No worries--in this guide, girls learn everything they need to know about these romantic rogues, including how to:
  • Know when they've met a vampire
  • Avoid falling prey to a nightstalker's charms
  • Resist even the most aggressive advances
  • Protect themselves against the undead
  • Destroy a vampire--using everything from holy water to decapitation
Complete with a review of vampire books, TV shows, and films as well as accounts of real-life encounters with vampires, this book is all girls need to surrender to the night--and still make sure they're around to see another day! (from bn.com)

Despite it's campy, cutesy attack style in order to suck young female readers in, it's actually a really good resource to have if you're looking for the Cliff Notes version on vampires. This book doesn't beat around the bush. Vampires are reanimated corpses. If you can get over that, you're good to head on out with a vamp.

From the Vlads to the crazies to the cinematic, this book has it all, jam-packed into less than 200 lean pages of bloody meat. The first two-thirds of the book is a mini-encyclopedia, going over the types of vampires, where they come from, how they're made, how you can kill them, what their personalities are like and so on. The last third gives you a run down of excellent vampires on film, in books and on TV. If you don't know of Dark Shadows, Forever Knight, Fright Night or Nosferatu, you're sorely lacking. All of this, though, is told with a keen teen-type of voice meant to suck in and intrigue, talk to instead of talk at because, quite frankly, lectures, even about awesome things like vampires, can get really boring.

The only issue I had with the book is the author referring to Stephenie Meyer as Queen of the Darned for her popular blue balls "vampire" books. You know, I guess you can't talk about the greater spectrum of vampires without giving SMeyer her due credit, however little that may be. Despite the fact that she printed literary horse shit, we can thank her in large part to the surge of vampire love in YA. Yeah, thanks for those brooding emo vamps in high school after 200 years. How cool. And I guess when you're trying to rope in the same crowd that swallows those pissy novels like a starving duck, you're going to want to play to that crowd a bit. Thankfully I have some other vampire "guides" that refuse to pander to the likes of the Mormon research!fail queen.

Other than that, I'm very happy with the book overall. It started vampire history where it deserved, tapped all aspects of vampire lore, however briefly, and tied it in nicely to modern day happenings across the entertainment board. If you want a quick undead breath into the world of vampires, this is a good place to start but I can guarantee that once you read this guide, you'll want to dive in deeper to the ever-expansive world of vampires. Oh it's so much wider than mere glittering and simpering and pining. Vampires are nasty, they're seductive, they're sexy and their fangs are fucking sharp!

Contest Time!!!

You want my copy of this mini-epic guide? Then just fill out the form below and be sure to answer the question. Your entry won't count without it. Also, by submitting your answer you agree to let me post it on this site. Open to US residents 13 years of age and older only. One entry per person per email address. Duplicate entries will be deleted. Contest ends October 11th at midnight, EST.


Sunday, October 3, 2010

Here's Johnny!


So I'm back from vacation a little heavier, a little tanner and a little more stuffed up. And now it's October and time to get those horror engines revving. As you saw, I had a post pop up for Bites Hearts Halloween on the first. Yes, it was nice and scheduled as I was on a tin can with wings that day. A delayed tin can with wings no less. With some much needed downtime yesterday and a little more down time today, I think I'm ready to re-begin business as usual on Bites and dive head first into Halloween's horror realm.

So all this month I'll be reviewing horror-ish books and movies (with the high potential for contests for said horror-ish books) and spitting out some other horror-related stuff along the way (and non-horror related stuff as I have a few things to get off of my plate).

Like I said in my last post, I won't be able to have an epic contest like I did last year due to my extended vacation and the fact that I'll be moving within the month (so don't be surprised if I have another short interruption within the next couple of weeks while I get things situated in my new place). But I think handing over some of my horror books that I can part with will be a good substitute.

I'll re-begin my memes this week starting with Wednesday's Book Wars (be prepared for it to be horror-filled). I'm pretty sure I'll be posting my first horror-ish review tomorrow for a book I read while on vacation. Right now it's still on its way back to me as I ended up buying so much stuff I shipped two boxes back to myself. Don't look at me like that. To be fair, some of it was stuff I unloaded from my suitcase to avoid overweight charges on the way back (my bag was overweight going but they let it slide, thank you JetBlue dudes).

Sigh. I'm glad to be back home but that certainly doesn't equate to me wanting to go back to work tomorrow. I'm still partway on California time right now. I may be hovering somewhere over Montana at the most.

I know I need to post a winner for Songs for a Teenage Nomad which I'll do within the next day or so. I'm tallying the results as I type. So look out for that winner! Also, a big thanks to all of my followers for pushing me over the 1,000 follower threshold! You bite me! You really, really bite me! Apparently I have an effect on people. Not sure what that effect is, but it's effective. Yay.

Friday, October 1, 2010

Bites Hearts Halloween!


First, I apologize for the lack of nifty graphics. Since losing my original computer, I have since lost my ability to Photoshop anything as the discs I have aren't compatible with a Mac. So, this is pretty much it. I felt adding text would have just soured the image and I think it's all nice and spooky as it is.

Second, October is Bites Hearts Halloween time!!! While last year was epic with the massive giveaway I had, with my vacation and moving within a month of each other, I'm just not going to have the funds to do something like that this year. What I can do is scatter a contest or two throughout the month so there's at least something creeptacular for Halloween.

Third, October will be a month of spooky stuff. Reviews on scary books, movies and anything that'll make your skin crawl and sleep with your light on. So be on the lookout for the first wave of spooky postings once I get back from vacation.

Fourth, if you haven't signed up for the Scared Sh*tless Reading Challenge yet, be sure you do! Nothing says Halloween like a good ghost story.

For now that's about it for Bites Hearts Halloween. I wish I could be more involved this year but I can't. Next year. For now, enjoy the ghoulish!

Saturday, October 31, 2009

Happy Halloween - A "Treater" for you all

Here's the short story I said I was going to post. I entered it in a YA Halloween writing contest on Absolute Write. Didn't win anything but it was fun to write. It's a pretty big deviation, stylistically, from what I normally write but it was still fun to experiment. So enjoy and I hope your Halloween was spooktacular!

Jack looked into the pillowcase. A sugar high yelled back. The lady in the doorway smiled. You’re too old. Jack looked at his friends. No they weren’t.

‘Thanks.’

He stumbled to the street. He opened the sack again. Everything was twitching. The Twizzlers had a hole in it. Something was growling.

The pillowcase started swinging. It whapped Jack in the leg. He already lagged behind. No one could see his candy spazzing.

The pillowcase wigged out more. The snarling got louder. Jack cringed thinking of hugging it to his body. He couldn’t let his friends see.

Little candy bars jerked and twitched against his stomach. Each poke made his guts flop. Jack shivered. The wet on his neck made the cold worse.

Jack looked behind him. Then in front. The streets were darker. Porch lights were shut off. There were fewer houses to turn to. Jack’s friends still laughed and shoved. Jack shivered.

Pain dug across Jack’s stomach. He sucked in cold air getting colder. It hurt his teeth. He looked down and moved the pillowcase. There was a spot of blood on the sack. The one on his t-shirt oozed bigger.

Home was a green sign on the corner. It flashed at Jack. He beelined down the street. The pillowcase still squirmed. His friends didn’t notice.

Every house was dark. It wrapped around him as he zipped by. It slowed him down. His porch light was on. Ugly orange mums were out. His gut churned.

The curb grabbed his toe. The shadows pulled the sack out of his arms. The dewy grass yanked his knees down. The wet soaked through his jeans. The cold got colder.

A gust blew. Snickers skin slapped his face. The pillowcase was in front of Jack. The shadows gnawed half of it. It bled Milky Ways on the grass. It was still.

Jack’s heart knocked at his ribcage. It pulled at his throat. It beat in his ears.

The blood spot on the sack glared back. Jack touched his finger to his stomach. He cringed. He looked down. He pulled the t-shirt up. The gouge stared back. It was polluted with t-shirt fuzz.

The pillowcase was still.

Jack’s street was stagnant. The shadows stole the noise.

Something poked his calf. Jack swat. He looked at his leg. It was nothing.

Something poked his back. Jack hit. The sting echoed. His hand was heavy. He looked. It was nothing.

Nothing pricked up his arm. He couldn’t look. The back of his neck tore. Pain played dancing stars in his eyes. Skin popped. Little daggers ripped. Nothing was out of breath. Nothing snarled in Jack’s ear.

Nothing stopped Jack’s scream. Jack’s face hit the ground. Babe Ruth crinkled. She caught his fall. Ugly orange mums were out. Jack’s porch light was on.

Jack’s porch light went off.

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My Favorite Pumpkin

While I didn't get a pumpkin this year (I honestly have no idea why, I just realized a few days ago that I didn't have one and completely brain farted on the date, duh), I spent literally hours carving this one last year. I took the cheap route and found a stencil online that I liked and since I didn't feel like paying for it, I printed it out and drew it myself. Fun times!

The flesh of the pumpkin was close to two inches thick so it was a bitch to carve the thing. I kept having to take breaks because I was working the muscles in my hands so hard and by the time I was done, I had blisters, some of them popped. But I was really happy with the results so I think they were worth it! And at least last year we had some trick-or-treaters to see it. We didn't get any this year. Thus is the curse of living on a main road with no sidewalks. We're not exactly a prime trick-or-treating area. I used to live in a couple, but not anymore. Boo.

The Ghost at the Camp

A town over from where I grew up (and from where I live now), there's an old cemetery down a dirt road and at the end of that road is an abandoned sleep away/day camp. When I was in high school, we went down to that road at night and totally freaked ourselves out with stories of the Green Lady in the cemetery and the supposed mass murder that happened at the camp however many years ago (which was the reason why it was closed, of course). There was a rumor that the ghosts moved around the supposed killer's rusty truck that was still there so when you went there, it was in a different place every time you saw it.

Of course, this makes for excellent story-telling and a pulse-pumping Friday night. But the murder story wasn't true, I found out years later. Green Lady, well, that's a different story. But the camp, when I went there during the day to take pictures, I still thought it was all true, as a 16 year old is wont to do.

My dad gave me a new 35 millimeter camera for Christmas so me, him and my best friend went out there because I wanted to take some pictures. During the day. It was still illegal to drive down that road but the police don't really take notice of anything like that during the day. They just care about the punks at night. It is a private road, after all.

So I took some pictures of the graveyard (with its nubs for stones and single standing gravestone that's said to be the Green Lady's and she takes care of it) and the creepy, rundown camp at the end of the street and developed the film. Nothing special, really, except for one photo with this white flash in a window of one of the bunk houses. I couldn't tell what it was and it was on the negative as well but I didn't think twice about it for about a year.

Until I took a photography class the following year. That picture kept nagging me so I decided to blow it up and find out what was in the frame. I blew it up and blew it up and blew it up . . . and freaked the fuck out.

This wasn't an orb. It was a person. A pure white woman (not as in skin tone but instead of a black silhouette, it was white) and it was obvious by the way she was standing she was in a corseted bustle dress. She was standing in the window of the bunk house. There was nothing in that window when I took the picture and I took multiple pictures of that same bunk house. Just that one frame was affected. And in hindsight with multiple years of photo and negative processing behind me, there's no way anything could have happened to those negatives in the developing stage that would coincidentally affect that single photo frame and create the shape of a woman without doing anything else to any of the other frames. Not even close.

I often dream of people from older times without faces and this white silhouette reminded me of those dreams. I wish I still had my test strips but they, along with the drawer I had them stuck in, suffered water damage when my basement flooded two and a half years ago. Needless to say, I was pissed. I think I just ended up throwing it out because the water ruined the image. I was pissed.

So while no mass murder ever happened at that camp, I'm convinced something happened on those grounds many years before. Why else would this woman be walking around in a bunk house wearing a bustle dress? The connection isn't there but I'm sure if I did my research a little better, I could find something with that land. So no mass orbs this time. Just a full on figure. It still gives me tinglies.

Ghosts in the Lourve?

In the spirit of Halloween, today I'll be sharing some paranormal stuff that's happened to me, some with visual evidence. I'll even share a story that I wrote for a Halloween contest on a writing forum I'm on. But first, spookiness in the Lourve.

Back in 2006 I spent six months in Europe as a study abroad student (something I recommend EVERYONE do) and I traveled all over Europe. I made a short overnight stop in Paris because it wasn't high up on my to-visit list (it just never really appealed to me). So the following day after my one night, I was wandering around because I had a lot of time to blow before I caught my train so I took the Metro from my hostel to the Lourve which is like "central downtown" Paris in terms of things to see and such.

Not too many tourists know that there is a Metro stop underground at the Lourve. Most just go to the glass pyramid and wait in the huge line that forms up there. If you go underground, it's like getting a fast pass. While I didn't actually go in the Lourve (I didn't have that much time to spare and I did want to walk around a little more), I took some pictures of the underground lobby. Down there they have an inverted glass pyramid that sits right below the big entrance one above ground and a bunch of carvings and statues all over the place. It's one decent-sized room and you can stand in the middle, spin in a circle and see all of it.

So first I took a picture of the inverted pyramid because it was just so cool-looking. Then I turned around and started taking pictures of the statues and reliefs. I looked down at the camera's screen and it was filled with orbs. I figured some dust had kicked up or something. I wasn't too far from the Metro tracks, even though something like that would have shown up in the first picture too since it was the same room, but that had to be it, even though I couldn't actually see any dust. So I took another picture. Same thing. I walked to the other side of the room to get some statues. Ditto.

Mind, the picture of the pyramid was crystal clear and these carvings are in the same room. If you're looking at the pyramid, all you have to do is turn around and you can see the carvings. So how can dust be on one side of the room and not on the other?

Now let me just say I'm not a big believer in orbs, especially nowadays because our cameras are getting so high tech and are capable of picking up so much definition around us that it's only natural, for a 10 megapixel camera to pick up some particles that we wouldn't otherwise see. But this I just couldn't explain. Nothing was wrong with my camera. One side of the room had clear pictures, the other didn't. The room might have been 20 by 20. Maybe. Once I went outside, the pictures were clear.

Here, look (these are sequential) -


The inverted pyramid. As you can tell, it's pretty big but the room isn't that huge. It's big but not like auditorium big or anything like that. And the picture is clear. Nothing funny, just people heads and glass. Then I turn around to get some pictures of the carvings.


WTF? Dust storm? Yeah, I'm a little confused at this point since all I did was turn around. the inverted pyramid is at my back right now, nothing separating it from me and the rest of this room. Just space. So I try to take another picture.

Great. What the hell's going on? Let's try it again . . .

Ok, I'm head-desking at this point. How about a completely different shot?

Mother's ass! Why can't I get a clear shot of these things?

The first picture I took after emerging from underground. Nice and crystal clear. So what the hell happened?

What do you think? How would you explain an open room and being able to get a clear picture on one side and not on the other. Is it the place or the things I was trying to get pictures of? Would this freak you out?

Thursday, October 29, 2009

Fright Fest - The Birds

Alfred Hitchcock was a genius, but you don't need me telling you that. You already knew, right?

The Birds is one of the most terrifying movies ever made if for only one thing - no music. What kind of suspense can you have when you can tell what's going to happen by the tempo of the music? Hitchcock felt the same way. So he took it out altogether. No creepy music leading up to spooky parts that you still jump at any way. Nothing. But. Silence. You don't know what's coming or when. You are just as scared at the people in the movie because those movie lives don't have a soundtrack either. They're hiding out but they can't tell what's going to happen by the sound of the music. Why should you?

Another insanely scary element of this movie - animals acting freaky. And not just, "hey, Fido's getting a little twitchy" but hordes of animals are staring at you and, quite probably, plotting your death. I mean, what would you do if you walked outside your door and blanketing your roof were hundreds of birds? On the power lines, birds. On the lawn, birds. On your car, birds. They're everywhere and you have no idea why and you have no idea what they're going to do.

Until they start attacking. Indiscriminately. And with animals, there isn't a motive, there are no specifics. There's just pure, unadulterated instinct and you're seriously FUBAR because there are way more of them than there are of you. And they peck. To death.

This movie will have you looking at birds in a whole different light. And, really, animals in general. Because who's to say something like that can't happen? Why not? Nature's already pissed at us for what we're doing to the planet. Like the animals won't turn on us next, huh? And what are you going to do? Go duck hunting? The, uh, pecking order (har har) has violently changed and humans are no longer the top beasts in the food chain. Now we're the animals and what we originally knew as animals are the ones hunting us for sport.

If you don't find that extremely freaky, I don't know what'll scare you.

I couldn't find a short original trailer for the movie so this is a fan-made one. Pretty good, actually.

Sunday, October 25, 2009

Added to the Halloween Pumpkin Pot!

The last bit of goodness added to my massive Halloween pumpkin pot! What Halloween giveaway would be complete without a candy goodie bag, huh? None, I tell you! So I'm throwing one in, filled to the top with awesome candy of all kinds plus a few little Halloween toys to spooky up you day!



Less than a week left to get all your entries in for this massive giveaway! So be sure to head on over to the contest post and comment, comment, comment! And check out what else you can win, in case you forgot. :)

Saturday, October 24, 2009

The Parliament of Blood by Justin Richards

First published in 2008.

George Archer, Liz Oldfield and Eddie Hopkins have made a rather unfortunate discovery: vampires actually exist, and they really do feed on human blood. Using a labyrinth of tunnels beneath Victorian London, these sinister creatures are intent on destroying the human race, and they'll start by taking over the most powerful place in London - the Houses of Parliament.

Through their research on ancient mysteries and a secret London gentleman's club, George, Liz and Eddie come up with a plan to beat the vampires at their own game. And they'd better do it soon, before they become the vampires' next meal . . .
(book flap blurb)

What an awesome book. Really. Now here's a guy that knows how to play with the lore, not ass rape it.

First off, I was surprised by how British it was. Usually with British books, when we get them, they're Americanized. Like the Harry Potter books. Most of the British colloquialisms were removed apparently because we wouldn't get it. But this one appeared relatively untouched. There are even 'ou' spellings, British punctuation and everything. I liked it. It didn't insult my intelligence (because, really, Americanizing is pretty insulting) and it made the read feel that much more authentic.

While I pretty much raced through it, I felt it did meander a bit at times. The dawdling at the work house, for instance. I felt too much time was spent there in comparison to the relevance of the place to the greater plot. Yeah, it's a little wordy but I've read worse and even though there were a few too many words, it still remained interesting and I wanted to keep reading. That's really what matters, right?

Out of all the characters, I felt the closest to Eddie. I felt like he was the one character where we were really able to get into his head and his feelings and understand them. Plus he's a snarky little shit and I just really liked that. Sir William's a pretty cool dude. I wouldn't mind working with him. George was a bit of a stiff, especially for someone his age, but he proved useful and not nearly as anal-retentive as he first appeared. I think I liked Liz the least. That's not to say I didn't like her but I felt she didn't really add much to the overall story. I was neither here nor there about her but really just meh.

Plus I felt her "big role" would have been easily found out by the vampires. That was the only part of the book that I had a hard time believing in. By the time we get to that point in the book, we know what the vampires are capable of, what their powers are and so on. Considering that knowledge and the situation, I didn't find her situation plausible and I think they would have ripped open her neck for playing them. But that's just my opinion.

Now the lore part, totally awesome. Richards has all the basic constructs of vampires; fangs, light sensitivity (not combustion level but sensitive), blood drinking, plus he even went with the water fear and the connection to home soil. I loved that part, how they keep their soil on them. Very smart! The Great Lie, though, was quite possibly the best part. It twists the lore just enough that it still maintains its integrity but creates for something new and interesting and YES! I don't want to give it away but let me just say that it takes a "standard" part of the lore that's in favor of the vampires and turns it right against them. Very awesome. And then there's the hibernation bit of it as well. That was another one of the parts of this book's lore that I loved the most, vampires switching places in order to not inundate the planet. No wonder there was discord!

I loved all of the twists this book had to offer, especially with Liz's father. He was such a dynamic character, and one of my favorites, even though he didn't appear much in the book. He was such a strong presence that from the moment he was introduced, even when he wasn't in scene, his presence permeated the pages. Really, no wonder the Reverend wanted to keep Liz away from the theater. While the reason, to me anyway, was pretty obvious as soon as it was introduced, the way it came to light, and then dark, was totally cool.

This is an excellent, and creepy, book about vampires. It makes them a little more realistic, a little sexy but very dangerous and very undead. You can't become a vampire until you die and then you get to claw your way out of your grave. It's probably one of the most traditional pieces of vampire lore and one that I liked the best. It gives them the juxtaposition of being appealing but at the same time truly the abominations that they are. They are undead, as they should be. People shouldn't want to be that but there's a side with a draw that, for some, is irresistible.

Read this book. Now. The vampires will appreciate it.

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Added to the Halloween Pumpkin Pot!

Yes! There's more! But I expect there'll be only one more addition after this one. I can only imagine what it's going to cost to ship this thing!


DVDs

Sleepy Hollow (How much better of a Halloween movie can you get? And Johnny Depp . . . hello?)
The Lost Boys (Right. Like you didn't know I was going to slip this one in there, huh? How can I give away vampire DVDs and not give away TLB?)

To see all the rest of the awesome stuff you can win, check out the contest post!

Monday, October 19, 2009

Fright Fest - The Exorcist

Nothing says "burn the Ouija board" like "Let Jesus fuck you."

I was maybe 6 or 7 when I first saw this one and, surprisingly, it didn't disturb me like Poltergeist did. Although I would never use a Ouija board by myself after that but that's besides the point. Doesn't negate the disturbing factor.

I mean, come on. An innocent girl likes having some fun with what everyone thinks is a toy and all of a sudden her bed turns into a vibrator without the coin slot, she cam mimic and owl and her mouth becomes a pea soup dispenser. Damn you, Milton Bradley!

But seriously, Hollywood better not fuck with this one. I understand they've sapped all of the original buckets and have nothing better to make than books into movie and remakes of classics and while they did re-release The Exorcist a few years ago with some bonus scenes, they left it alone. As it should be. No more touchy.

The original is the best. Even lacking all of the technological movie advances of today, the effects, and Linda Blair's acting, still make for some creeptastic scenes. Not only will make you look under the bed before you go to sleep, it'll disturb the hell out of you. Or into you, as it were. This was a movie of its time that was genuine horror. There wasn't any gore, no big boobied hoes screaming. Its purpose was to inflict genuine terror. Ask anyone who went to see the original release back in the 70s at the theater what their reaction was like. See if they were capable of sitting through the entire movie. Most weren't. Either they were afraid or so horribly disturbed that they couldn't keep watching.

What was more was that this was supposed to be based on a real case of exorcism. I think the boy was from Maryland. Obviously it was jazzed up for Hollywood. I'm not convinced that Linda's character (for the life of me I can't remember her name) would have survived after the exorcist twist (I mean, come on, that disconnected her brain stem from her spinal chord, she would have died when the thing left her) but the horror and the extent of the damage to the body was similar. While I'm disinclined to believe that people can actually be possessed, to think that someone went through something similar is enough to make my stomach churn.

If you're looking for a real bone-chilling fright, go with The Exorcist. Even I had a religious experience during this movie. And that's saying something.

Saturday, October 17, 2009

The Vampire's Promise by Caroline B. Cooney

3 books in one consisting of Deadly Offers (originally The Cheerleader), Evil Returns (originally The Return of the Vampire) and Fatal Bargain (originally The Vampire's Promise) - Published in 1991, 1992 and 1993, respectively

There's a vampire living in the creepy old tower at the bottom of the hill, but he's not your usual creature of the night. This vampire makes promises and grants wishes . . . for a price.

When he offers Althea, Devnee, and Lacey the things they want most, the girls must decide how much they are willing to pay.

Simple arrangements, evil consequences. The girls will learn to be careful what they wish for . . . but they'll learn it the hard way.
(book back blurb)

That blurb is a bit of a misnomer because Lacey doesn't fit into that. Her situation's entirely different and is actually the polar opposite of the other two girls. But I'll get back to that in a moment.

Normally I review these compilation books separately because they are separate books but it just would have been redundant, even for a series so a 3 books in 1 review is what you're going to get.

The first two, Deadly Offer and Evil Returns are pretty much the same story, just with different names. Both girls are considered plain, boring and invisible. I think under any other circumstances they would have been considered just normal girls but these books are about severe stereotypes. You get one mould and that's what you fit into. So you have the plain Janes that want nothing more than to be pretty and popular and loved and not dull.

They both live in this old Victorian mansion and a vampire lives in between these inside and outside shutters in the tower room of the house (I'll come back to the vampire in a moment). He bleeds into their lives, offers them wishes, or really answers wishes, in return for a life. In order to get you have to give. They wish for popularity and smarts and friends and boyfriends and in return the people that were once popular get tapped by the vampire and, essentially, trade places with the Janes.

In the end the Janes feel guilty, rescind their wishes and feel that it's better to be plain and normal and boring and win people over the old fashion way instead of sucking the life from those that have what you want in order to achieve it. Nice, happy, resolved endings.

Seriously, those two books were the exact same thing. So much so that I thought it was a waste of my time to read the second one but I kept reading thinking that maybe something different would happen, you know? No. The exact same storyline with the exact same characters, just with different names.

The third book, Fatal Bargain, was the redemption. It was completely different than the other two. Whereas the first two had the extreme stereotypes (the jocks, the pretty girls, the plain girls, the popular people), this one had more balance. People weren't shunned but at the same time you were able to get into their heads and see what they were thinking about everyone else around them. They all fit their own moulds but the walls weren't so high that they couldn't climb out of them. The characters actually had depth. They had dimensions and at the end of the story they were something more than paper dolls.

What I didn't get was the insistence that Lacey was an airhead. It was said a fair amount of times but her actions didn't reflect those words. She ended up being the strongest out of the entire group and when I said she didn't fit the mould of the other two, Althea and Devnee, she never made any wishes. That was never the situation in this story.

The other two girls lived in that house with their families but in the last book, the house was abandoned and the kids were partying in it. They had woken up the vampire and he wasn't in a wishing mood. He gave them the option of sacrificing one for him to feed on so the rest could leave. That was it. No pretty looks or popularity to be given. Lacey didn't make any wishes. None of them did.

The writing was very stagnant from one book to the next. I preferred the third on all levels only because of the variety from the last one. It was more multidimensional and fulfilled the horror motif better than the other two.

There were some gaps in the plot, like Althea and living in the house. Her parents never made an appearance. In fact, it kept sounding like she lived in that house by herself. That really bothered me.

In all three books, the vampire had the same descriptions. Considering these were limited points of view, it read to me like all these kids saw this vampire with the same eyes. In every single book, the vampire's skin was the color of mushrooms. Would they really all make that same observation?

And in the last book, the vampire declares that if someone sacrifices themselves for the group, he cannot take them as a victim. It appeared that that applied to one character but when another did the same exact thing, it didn't obviously to serve the plot. Hole much?

And the writing was updated, which irked me. It's as if the new generation wouldn't understand the terms used in the early 90s. It really hit me that it'd been updated was when I caught the mention of the word DVDs. Not in 1991 they weren't. I mean, was that necessary? Is a VHS tape that much of an anomaly to teens today?

And for the vampire, I went both ways with him. First, I honestly don't think this was a standard blood-drinking vampire. His victims, when he was done with them, were all exceptionally tired which led me believe that he was a more psychical vampire that drained energies as opposed to blood. A very different take that I really liked.

There was nothing sexy about him, which is also a nice twist. He's decay and rot and swamp and everything you'd think death would be. His cape is woven of the souls of the people he's killed. He's intangible and tangible all at the same time depending on the strength of his power and he can seep into you if you allow your wishes to be brought to fruition. He's a disease that penetrates the mind and seeps into your soul. Very creepy and very different. I liked it.

What I didn't get, though, was that he occupied the shutters in the tower. I had a hard time picturing that. The idea was that if the shutters were ever opened, it would unleash the vampire so to prevent that, there were shutters both inside and outside the windows. I just didn't get it. In the last book we see just where the vampire resides and by that book it's clear that he is confined to the tower until someone releases him. I don't think it centers around the shutters as much as the first book intoned.

So, the bottom line is that the last book, Fatal Bargain, is the best out of all of them. It has the most depth, it's the creepiest, the least superficial and the most well-rounded. The other two, pick one, read it and move on. The writing, to me anyway, culminates in that final book. The first two were just way too similar and stocked with cardboard characters for my liking.

But all three of them get bonus points for the creep of a vampire. It's not something I see often, a vampire in this form, and it makes me like it even more. He's portrayed as the evil, disgusting piece of rot he actually is and it makes the character that much more spine-chilling.

Thursday, October 15, 2009

Added to the Halloween Pumpkin Pot!

Okay, I just have to say I'm watching 100 Greatest Songs of the 90s on VH1 and I am having some wicked flashbacks. I love it! Now onto the goodies!


My dog's feet are not included! And we have -

Books

Scary Stories Treasury by Alvin Schwartz which includes Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark, More Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark and Scary Stories 3: More Tales to Chill Your Bones (quite possibly some of the creepiest stories and drawings ever)
Soulstice by Simon Holt, the second book in The Devouring series

DVDs

Ginger Snaps (a wicked awesome werewolf movie from Canada)
Near Dark (like I've said, the only viable vampires without fangs, all hail Severen)

To see all the other awesome stuff you can win, check out the contest post!

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