As a child, maybe 10 years old, I remember sitting around a table at a Chinese restaurant with my mom, dad, and younger sister, Missy.  Missy and I had seen a commercial on AMC for The Exorcist earlier that day. We all know what I’m talking about – when AMC does the month long marathon of horror movies in October. Every October reminds me of this story. My sister and I turned to each other with big eyes and mischievous grins and we both knew exactly what we were thinking.  At the table we were begging our parents to let us watch the movie that night. We had already seen all the other 80’s classic horror movies. Halloween, Friday the 13th, Child’s Play, A Nightmare on Elm Street, The Shining, etc. By all means, we definitely needed to see The Exorcist too.  After some mu shu gai pan and heavy convincing, we headed home and piled on my parents’ king size bed, shrieking in excitement. About half way through the movie, Missy was balling crying and I was hiding under the blanket and covering my ears. I turned to my dad and asked him if he could tell me when the scary parts were going to happen and if he could mute it on those bad parts. We managed to get through the rest of the movie unscathed and if you were to walk into Missy’s room a few years later you would be sure to see that classic Exorcist poster hanging on her wall.

Flash forward a few years-  I still love horror movies of course, but my taste has obviously evolved.  I primarily stuck to horror movies as a favorite until I saw Requiem for a Dream the first time at 17 years old. I was stunned and truly at a loss for words. Horror movies always give that good shock factor I love, but this went way beyond that. I felt emotions I had never experienced before and felt connected to each of those characters in a way that seemed impossible since they could not be more different from myself. I couldn’t stop thinking about the movie for days and I spent hours on the internet trying to find similar movies. I wanted that kind of experience again!

I felt the need to start this blog to share my insights and excitement for movies other than what you would find in the mainstream. I am talking about movies that make us FEEL something real and strong- whether it be shock, disgust, pity, anger, happiness, shame or something unexplainable.  You don’t have to be “into” weird movies to enjoy one every now and then. My boyfriend’s favorite movie is Billy Madison (I know, I know, ugh). I have shown him some pretty crazy movies such as Enter the Void and Kill List. I was pretty sure he wanted to break up with me after watching Kill List. Maybe I should have stopped talking about cults afterwards when I noticed he hadn’t said a word in a good twenty minutes and kept giving me tight-mouthed, sideways glances. That was at the beginning of our relationship before he understood that my weirdness is just a thirst for the unknown and curiosity in matters that I am so removed from.  I am actually quite normal, surprisingly. Enter the Void went over a little better. If you have seen it, you know it is a very dark, long, and thought-provoking film. I can say he enjoyed it and we talked about the movie and its meaning long after it was over. One of my favorite things to do. <3

And now, as a 28 year old Texas girl living in Ohio of all places, I decided this would be the perfect time in my life to focus on doing what I love; and who better to share my thoughts with than with people who are like-minded.

Like us on Facebook.

Follow us on Twitter.

Follow us on Tumblr.



Update: After 7 months of the website being up and running, I have finally convinced my sister to join the ride.

Please welcome our contributing author, Missy!


Missy and I would not have developed our love for movies without each other. We grew up immersing ourselves into any weird or usual movie or book we could get our hands on. Missy is the only person I have ever met who holds the same sentiment for being a true “movie buff” as I do. She hates that saying, so of course I had to use it. Sorry, Miss! She is also an amazing writer to boot, so I honestly could not have chosen a better person to be involved with on this project.

Missy saw The Shining for the first time at three years old (which included her hiding under the coffee-table to get a sneak peak of the nudity). Despite seeing all the horror classics before the age of ten, she too has turned out quite normal. She is a professional make-up artist living in Dallas, Texas. See her website here.

We are always looking for new movies, so if anyone has some suggestions, please let us know!



Proud member of Horror Blogger Alliance (“HBA”) since May 2014.

Thanks for the support everyone!

5 thoughts on “About

  1. I love your blog. My story growing up is pretty similar. When I was 9 years old, my brother and I would sneak into our basement and watch videos I rented at the corner Ma and Pa video rental place. We were watching Cannibal Ferox, the original I Spit on Your Grave and Last House on the Left, and all of Fulci’s films …. just devouring them up!! My brother isn’t quite the horror fan that I am today. I couldn’t get enough. 🙂

  2. I just discovered your blog. Fantastic stuff.

    Love your story about how you became a horror fan. I’ve been into this stuff ever since my dad took me to see THE INCREDIBLE MELTING MAN when I was 4 (yeah, I’m not sure why he thought that was a good idea). I haven’t been the same since! 🙂

    Keep up the killer work, and I’ll keep reading . . . .

Leave your comments below!