My Top 275 Favorite Horror Movies of All Time

To be quite honest, this movie may not really be good enough to recommend to anyone or even to include on this list.
But I do have it on this list simply because I think it's a great way to start off a list, whether it be about favorite horror films or just about any other subject matter.
Plus, any film that can take a tried and true horror genre like vampirism and imbue it with the sexual allure of girl-on-girl action, particularly during the cinematically stiff period of the early 70's, deserves some kind of credit.
So, strap-on a wooden stake or a massive black donkey-sized dong, and let's get going on a super-long journey through many of my preferred choices when it comes to fright filled escapism.
Or, if the mention of Vampyros Lesbos makes you feel the inclination, go watch some internet porn. Either way is a good way to "kill off" some time.

The title of this movie could also have been "We Are What We Eat". But then again, now that I think about it, maybe that would've been a bit too obvious. Because if a horror movie alludes to humans eating something that's out of the ordinary, then in keeping with the horror angle, we all can pretty much guess what that "something" is. And if that "something" is part of a family recipe, having a dinner guest over is most likely the answer to what makes that family what they are.

To be perfectly honest, there are only a couple of reasons why I like this movie so much.
And they both have to do with Adrienne Barbeau.

 The very first Amityville Horror movie was a pretty big thing back in 1979. I was a kid in middle school at the time and I remember everybody talking about it in the schoolyard and in the lunchrooms. So, a bunch of my friends and I were able to convince one of the moms in our group to stuff a bunch of us in her station wagon and drop us off to see this flick. It was one of the first times I was able to watch a movie at the theater with my buddies. And man, it was a good time.
 So, even though The Amityville Horror doesn't have the highest rating when it comes to true quality horror flix, it's one of those that does hold a special place in my heart for the feelings of nostalgia it evokes whenever I watch it.
And for now, that's enough for me to include it on this list.

It's back!
Pennywise, the multiformed enitity of evil eternal has returned and even though the children he antagonized in Chapter One are now all grown up, his hunger for their childhood fears is as strong and as insatiable as ever.



It: Chapter Two got alotta flack from both fans and critics alike for not being "as good" or "as scary" as chapter one. But, I have to be honest here, I really enjoyed it, quite a lot. I don't understand the basis for the criticisms "It" got since the story of this film adaptation stays pretty true to what what Stephen King penned onto paper (with the obvious editing down that is a standard requirement whenever a story goes through the process of being converting from a novel to a movie). And when you pay attention to what King wrote in the book, the cosmic angle of "It's" nature, it moved closer to fantasy science fiction with an element of horrot than it did to being a tale that was just a pure horror story. If the writers and producers of the movie wanted to honor the story in the book, this movie is pretty close to what had to be portrayed to get that result. And it also required the type of elaborate special effects that were needed to bring all the elements of "It" to life. I know this is just horror fan's opinion, but if that diminishes the level of scare in favor of the seeing as much as possible King's ideas for an immortal god of fear come to fruition on the big screen, then I'm fine with "It".

Guilty pleasure alert! Guilty pleasure alert!!!

For those of you may like your festive foreign films to have a bit of an edge (like the kind of edge you might find at the end of a large bladed scythe-like object) to 'em,
well then,
y'all may want ta check out "Saint" ("Sint" in it's original Dutch title.....don't know why Listal has it listed as "Saint Nick" in it's english translation, but whatever.......).
Not only does star a "Bad Santa" of the darkest nature, it even features a few Black Petes, although why they're called Black has nothin' to do with their skin color. It's more about what these guys and their jolly ol' leader do on when they're out on their slayrides than anything to do with the controvesy of their tradition.

Actually, I haven't been able to see this latest effort by Korean director Park Chan-wook.
Why?
Because, even though I live near a major metropolitan area, it still never made it to any of the theatres around the area where I live. And as someone who really enjoyed all three films from his Vengeance Trilogy, particularly Sympathy For Lady Vengeance, I consider that to be a crime.
Therefore, I'm posting this entry as a sign of how this list should look like. There is no reason why this film should've been so unavailable for the movie-viewing aspect that makes up the entertainment craving half of my brain.

I swear,
we can put a man on the moon,
but..........

What do you get when you mix alchemy and hermitry with demon summoning rituals?
You get a chemical reaction of a horror movie that covers the subject of demonolgy in a manner all it's own.
The Alchemist Cookbook is one of those rare films that, after watching it, will make you realize that just when you thought Hollywood had the genre covered from all angles, there will always be a filmmaker that will come from almost nowhere and tell you "No way, homie".
(BTW, that's a reference to something that's in the movie, for those of who haven't watched it).

A horror mockumentary in almost the exact same vein as Blair Witch Project.
To be honest, this story of an ancient curse bought forth to modern times comes off as a bit more complicated than it needs to be, not to mention some of the sidepaths the plot takes feels like they could've been edited out.
But still, the end does add a bit of freakiness horror that is usually expected in shaky-cam subcategory of the horror genre.
By no means perfect, but still, as someone who has grown restlessly tired of the formulaic so-called scare flick that the American movie market has been cranking out for the past decade or so,
I'm just glad to see any effort that steps out of the today's horror-themed same-ol' same-ol'.

A camp infested B/W sci-fi flick filled to the brim with cheeseball plotholes, cardboard props, aliens, zombies (of course), & a heaping sense of guilty pleasure.
To keep this entry short, here's a review that I wrote which explains why I like it: www.listal.com/viewentry/192805

Okay, so first there was 1931's Frankenstein.
Then there was The Bride Of Frankenstein.
Which naturally led to The Son Of Frankenstein.
Followed by this flick, the House Of Frankenstein.
Based on the titles of these movies, looks like ol' Frankie did a good job of following the formula that would constitute the American Dream.
Not too bad for a guy made outta spare parts.



Actually, truthfully speaking, while I'm a big fan of Universal's Frankenstein franchise, this is the first of the sequels where the decline in quality begins. A big sign of Hollywood's slacking off on the series can be seen on the make-up job of the monster's head and face. The attention to detail of stitches and scarring is barely evident and comes off much less gruesome, not to mention, not as fearsome as the movies that precede this one.

On another note, even though the Frankenstein Monster gets first billing on this flick, the truth is, this was the first time Universal Studios did the Mash. They did the Monster Mash. That is, before the song of the same name came along and completely stole the phrase. Now, because of the success of that graveyard smash, movies featuring the combination of Dracula, the Wolf Man and Frankie M are more often referred to as Monster Rallies instead.

Anyone familiar with the history of space exploration knows that Sputnik was the very first man made object that was placed in Earth's orbit. Built and set off to space by the Russians, and , it was symbol of mankind's lofty aspirations to fly outside of the planet's atmosphere and beyond, despite the Cold War rivalry of the great space race. Sputnik's only function was to circle the globe and send continual beeping transmissions down to Earth. It was a harmless piece of machinery that in the end, demonstrated that when it came to ingenuity of humankind, the sky was truly the limit.
Sputnik the movie, was also created by the Russians, in 2020, long after the thaw of the Cold War. But in this film, the "Sputnik" in question is an alien with parasitic tendencies and a taste for human flesh. And with it's ability to control it's host to meet it's appetital demands in a rather macbre version of "how to serve mankind", this Anti-Sputnik shows that it when it comes to human race acting as an "all-you-can-eat" buffet, this orbital nasty is much more of a symbolpc statemants that says that what's down here on the ground is what truly is the limit.

 I don't how to describe this movie other than to say
it's something along the lines about adopting a baby outside the conventional means....
 Or maybe,
the way this story pans out,
the best I can say is that it's pretty f#cked up.

 Inside is part of the New Movement of French horror movies in which the stories are presented with a visceral, no holds barred type of attitude.   Therefore, this is just one of the very few that movies of that type that can be found on any of my "favorite films lists".

In this intellectual remake of the 50's classic, Jeff Goldblum portrays a professor whose experiments metamorphisizes him into a large, hairy, decayed-flesh ridden housefly. And in the process, still gets to score with super-fly 80's beauty, Geena Davis.
*sigh*....only in the movies, I guess.

During one of the driest spells in terms of quality for werewolf movies, 1981 proved to be a good year for moonlit monsters. For it had not just one film that showed that the subject wolfmen made for good modern cinema, but two; American Werewolf In London and this one, The Howling.
And while Howling may not be as famous as American Werewolf for it's groundbreaking special effects depicting the transformation from man to beast, it still held it's own in helping to show that when it comes to depicting the horror of lycanthropy on the big screen, the myth of man-wolf was still a force to be feared and revered.

With House Of Frankenstein from the year before, the Count probably figured that if the ol' patchwork monster could have a house, why couldn't the Master of all Vampires? So, obviously we know have House of Dracula, a direct sequel to HoF. And just like Franky's house, the whole gang of Universal's macabre membership are present and accounted for.
However, with the novelty of the morbid motley crew beginning to wear thin, this is one of the last times we get to see the monsters mashing it up in one film.
It wouldn't be until decades later that we finally get to see the gang all together again, and by then, Dracky's heirs have moved on up from a residing in a house to hotel.

Located just north of the island of Manhattan, is the area known as the Bronx, just one of the five major boroughs that makes up the metropolis of New York City. And just a few decades ago, the black and Hispanic communities of the region struggled to make their neighborhoods a place where people could be proud to be a part of. And while it still has some problems, overall, the residents of the Bronx these days walk through the streets with their heads held high.
But when a small group of vampires descend into their midsts and even begin buying up property, the locals can't help but think to themselves "There goes the neighborhood!".



Vampires vs. the Bronx is a comedy horror in the vein of The Lost Boys but splattered with a bit of civic flavor. And while it may not become the classic "kids vs fanged fiend" flick that TLB was able to achieve, it's worth a bite or two for those who thirst for this kind bloodspilled urban legend.

In the first Omen, we are introduced to a little boy named Damien, who just so happens to be the hellspawn of none other than the Devil himself.
Yep, he's the Anti-Christ. But in the first film, we hardly got to know "Lucifer Jr." as the story and action centered more on the "paternal father" and how he deals with the fact that the boy who he thought was his son was in reality, "the Beast marked with the 666".
So in this follow-up, we now get to see what Damien the person is really like as he struggles thru the growing pains of anti-christ-like adolescence. And just like any boy approaching manhood (or half-manhood, half goat-hood), he soon finds that even a pathway towards a demonic destiny is bound to be paved with a few blemishes and pimples along the way.

  I've already stated in other entries about my frustration with the werewolf genre. It's one of those monster figures that is very underutilized in the fast ever increasing world of horror cinema. One of the reasons is most likely that many writers and directors don't seem to know what to do with the creature beyond it's overused trope of man vs. his own beastly nature. And another reason is just the pure visuals of the creature. There's not much one can do with the lupine looks beyond what we've already seen over the years. The Frankenstein Monster also suffers from the same dilemma, which is why we also see very few films about him/it too.
  Wildling it a good respresentation of the problems I have with the use and depiction of the universally themed monster.
  The story of a tweener entering teenhood is a very good one and done with a slightly better effort than a similar film from almost two decades ago, Ginger Snaps. The direction, the concept, the acting and the eventual result is all at a quality that I'm happy in seeing in a stand alone story about furry coming-of-age feature. But in the end, they couldn't help but shortcut the look of the creature more as a metaphoric method to bring home the whole "I am woman, hear me roar" allegory. And to me, that just leaves Wildling as something good to watch on a full moon night, but not much to be remembered when the sun does come up.

In Greentown Il, a carnival has come to town. And as the title of this movie implies, it has brought something wicked to the inhabitants of this small mid-western community. Will and Jim are two local boys who come to discover that part of that "something evil" includes an army of hairy tarantulas trying their best to replace the carpeting and wallpaper in their bedroom.

One of the earliest "Monster Mash-ups" I saw as a kid on a local TV frightfest show called "Creature Features". I remember my older brother telling me right before the program started that just because this is called "Abbott and Costello Meet Frankenstein" the truth was that all three of the Universal Monsters Top Trio of Terror, Franky, Dracky and Wolfy, would be making an appearance throughout this film.
To which I couldn't help but inquire "All three of 'em? Cool. Who's on first?"

   By the time that this fourth installment of the REC series came out, I walked into it expecting to see the final nail in the coffin of a series that really should of been left alone after the first one. Now IMO, Apocalypse still didn't do anything to redeem REC as a collective whole, but, if you watch it as a stand alone film, it's pretty damn good. Gone is the shaky cam along with the shock ending that helped to provide the first one with the kind of chills that made someone want to soil themselves, but here, the elements of the franchise are converted into an action-type thriller with the kind of suspense that can keep you on the edge of your seat.
For the Halloween season, when you're in the mood to be scared, watch REC 1. However, at any other time of the year, when you wanna watch just a decent roller coaster (albeit a bit water-logged) thrill-ride, filled with suspense and of course, rotted rabid zombies, then REC 4 is worth standing in line behind the Redbox.

    Making it to the executive level of any corporate building usually requires a lot of ambitious office politicking, wrangling and high brow ass kissing. And when there's a massive outbreak of human style rabies in which murderous inhibitions are unleashed, those rules don't changed. On the contrary, the ruthlessness and unrelenting to achieve 'em just become even more pronounced.
Truth be told, I am not usually a big fan of these kinds of black comedies. The kind that try to merge some kind of underlying message themed satire with blood splattering violence. Because most of the time, the satire, from my point of view, tends to be one note, obvious and often, it just acts as an excuse for the blood flow to hide behind.

   But Mayhem does start out it's metaphoric missive about corporate ladder climbers with a wit that manages to score an office corner. Now, for my tastes, once the bloodletting begins, it tends to water down the sharpness that started early in the script, but the momentum was enough to keep me watching to the end. And enough to mention it on this list.

What is the secret to eternal life?
Why, human blood, of course.
So if you wanna live forever, try becoming a gosh-to-honest vampire.
But, as we all know by now (from watching movies like this one), there comes quite a high price to pay for becoming an eternal bloodsucker.
A price that kinda gives a whole new meaning to the phrase "get busy living or get busy dying".

 The second part of the doublefeature known as "Grindhouse", Death Proof is Tarantino's contribution the this homage of b-movie level horrorfest. Presented with interlocking psuedo previews inbetween, the entire package is a loveletter of sorts the camp crammed escapism period of the drive-in theater and the effect it had to movie fans of the era, shaping their tastes for underbudgeted, overtopped flicks that usually provided the background entertaimnet while they tried to make out with their girlfriends in the car.
 I'm usually a big fan of Tarantino's works (so much so that he's in my top ten list of favorite directors), but I gotta be honest here, it took me a while to warm up to this flick. I found the linear storyline that QT usually doesn't follow to be kind of meandering in the straightforward pace of storyelling that he attempts here.
 What keeps this movie on this list is that the payoff of a movie centered around a car themed killer is there (eventually), it's just that until it arrives, it feels like we're riding in nuetral through a series of uninteresting dialogue scenes (very uncharacteristical for a Tarantino penned script) that are centered around obscure pop references and barely-there background relationships that most viewers could care less about.

Yo, you wanna make a modern, low-budget, b-movie about a big ass spider? Then take a look this flick. And don't just look at it, study it. Every eight legged part of it. Because, in the beginning, the whole beauty of those rarified b-movies that have since earned the status of classics or cult films is that, despite their small budgets and other limited resources, somehow they were able to rise above the restrictions of their paltry production pennies and still create a magic of guiltless entertainment that is the center of many cheapskate cinophiles' tastes. Not since 1955's "Tarantula!" has a film been able to stretch out it's meager means to create a web-weaving wonder of whale-sized wallcrawlers.

A bored and disgruntled small town school teacher decides to spend his Yuletide holiday in the big city of Sidney. Midway through the journey however, he finds himself stuck in another small town the locals call "The Yabba". Though it might as well be named "Hades" considering that he soon finds himself slowly descending into his own personal drink-binging, kangaroo-killing, bar-brawling hell. A tale from down under that goes even further down under.
In short, a Christmas vacation, the outback way.

What's scarier than being deep out in the middle of the woods? Being out in the middle of the woods with a buncha rednecked hillbillies, that's what.
And what's scarier than being out in the middle of the woods with a buncha rednecked hillbillies?
How about being out in the being out in the middle of the woods with a buncha rednecked hillbillies who worship a pit that contains a supernatural force.
On top of all that, it's a buncha rednecked, pit-worshippin' hillbillies that's led by that crazy bitch, Sean Young.
Maybe this movie doesn't take it all to it's highest potential of backwards horror, but still, the combination of all those elements is enough to let anyone know that if ever you come across somethin' like this in their neck 'o' the woods, yer in fer a whole heap of alotta trouble.

  For anyone who studies or just like physics, it's obvious that the word "coherence" is used here more as a scientific term that anything else, but, IMO, it can also apply to just how consistent the story is with the concept of the science it's based on. 
  When it comes to time travel or alternatives realities, those have alsways been tricky thing to use as a premise for a movie. Now, if it's terms of of a comedy or adventure like Back to The Future or The Source Code, then it doesn't really matter how well the science sticks because those films are more about entertaining the audience than they are introducing them to any kind physics-themed concepts. But when it comes to horror or thrillers, that often requires a little mor depth in the they way the "numbers add up".   Which is why most of them are never really truly successful as plot premises. And TBH, Coherence falls into that category. Still, it does make an effort to delve a little deeper despite it reliance on it's characters undermining doing what's right in such a "complicated" situation in order to provide the seeds of thrill needed to steer the mechanics of this vehicle.    And so, while this movie hasn't yet "gotten it right" just yet, it is a step in a slow moving direction that many fans of such technically heavy cosmic science fiction films are waiting for.

Black Sheep is what you could call, well...the "black sheep" of animal attack themed horror movies. While the subgenre is generally open to any kind of species of the wild kingdom to populate the running time of these types of beasties vs humans confrontations, you won't normally expect to see fans flocking to theaters to see one where sheep are the center of the chaos. Usually, we expect to see animals that have the attributes already required to put some scare into us, such as sharp teeth, pointy horns or at least have the ability to make our skins crawl, such as spiders, bugs, snakes and the like.
But, Black Sheep is a product of New Zealand, a country who's most famous animal is the kiwi bird. So, I think we could afford them some levity if they choose to use these kinds of rogue woolen baaad-boys (sorry...) as the animals in their cinematic effort to fill our nightmares with. Besides, if they do succeed in making sheep the reason we wake up in the middle of the night screaming, any stray images of 'em that are left lingering in our heads, we could use 'em, by counting 'em, as the means in which to help us go back to sleep.

And while we're on the subject of famous giant monsters in modern pop culture, I'm sure I don't have to explain who this creature is.



I mean, let's be honest here,
has there ever been a slimy public figure who was a bigger meme sensation on the world wide web than Cthulhu?
Oh, okay,
maybe Chuck Norris.
But still,
no matter how much Mr. Norris likes to brag that he can kick anybody's ass, we all know that he wouldn't stand a chance against this guy.
Hell, even as an actor, Cthully can swim circles against the ol' Chuckster. And Cthulhu is just a stop-motion effect.
The truth is, no matter how much martial arts training CN has had, at the end of the day,
brass testicles just don't stand a chance against mass tentacles.

  'Ey, I got a question for you... have you wondered how a zombie apocalypse would affect you if you were a disc jockey secluded away in the confines a radio studio? If so, then have I got the film for you. It's called Pontypool and it came out in 2007. It's a good film and depicts what could possibly happen to that one angle of society during the end of the world via the spread of the dead.
  Then, when you finish watching that movie, you can watch this one. It's also about a radio disc jockey being on the air when the zombies come a'shamblin', and how the circumstances of such a situation would affect him while he's on the job.  Yeah, this one's the lesser of the two radio themed zombie flix, but for any hardcore fans of the genre (and let's be honest, when it comes to zombies, you're a not fan unless you're hardcore), Dead Air is worth watching. If, at least, just so to say "Yeah, I watched that." when the subject "rises up" during a discussion about the apocalypse between hardcore fans.

While it may seem that ever since Jaws splashed into the blockbusting record books back in the mid 70s, that the concept of nasty beasties coming outta the water is a brand we tend to see coming mostly outta the U.S., it becoming quite apparent that the international waters are now throwing their nets into the pool to see what they can haul up. So far, it looks like the Aussies are the ones who seem to have been able to fish up the most catch (Rogue, Black Water, etc), but there are other countries, like South Korea (The Host) who appear to be hookin' their lines with some successful bait. With this film, Ireland is showing that they too are now grabbing their fair share of underwater nasties who are surfacing with their own brand of ire towards those from the land.

It is well known within the comicbook community that famed writer Alan Moore does not approve of his films being made into films. And From Hell is a good example why. The four color printed form of this work has an intensity & deepness to it's mystery plot device that is impossible to capture within the limited timeframe of a movie.
However, if one were to watch this film without having read the comicbook series first, it can come off as a satisfying mystery tale with a unique speculation to the identity of the infamous London street killer known as Jack the Ripper.

As a comicbook fan, I'm living on cloud 9 as I see just how much comicbook based movies have dominated the film industry. It excites even more now that we see the Hollywood is movie passed the standards like Superman, Spider-Man and Batman, and now aiming their sights at the not-so-higher tier characters for some entertainment and box office credibility. Like Aquaman. And while I like that the Aquaman movie can stand on it's own two, uh...fins...and a film franchise, what I'm looking forward to is for the super-powered King of The Seven Seas to go mano a mano (or, again, fin to fin), against a badass superpowered ocean-themed badguy.
And the fact that this little indie thriller features just the kind of fathom frenzied nemesis that I'm talkin' about shows that modern movie makers have the eye and the skill to make just said "wet" fantasies of a nerd come true.
I mean, can you picture it,
Aquaman 2: The Sea Faring Savagery of the Sweetheart.
That's box office gold, right there .

 If I can be really honest here, Elm Street is the franchise that began my distaste for the slasher flix, despite that horror is one of my favorite genres when it comes to cinema.  The whole Freddy Kruger thing really blew up during the 80's and, in my eyes, became something that showcased a lot of the things that I came to hate about the whole  to slasher genre. That said, when I first watched the very Nightmare on Elm Street, even though I didn't adore it like so many movie-goers did at the time, I didn't think it was bad. I felt the Kruger kharacter was bit over the top, particularly when compared to other masked killer icons of the day like Michael Myers, Leatherface and Jason Voorhees, but overall, I still appreciated the creativity it was shhoting for when it came to it's body-counting kills. It was  the sequels that followed Freddy's first foray into fear features that made me come to hate the Kruger style kamp and strayed the character away from his debut, when he still had a more serious attitude when it came to his teen terrorizing job. 

  Trilogy Of Terror is a made-for-TV anthology movie that has become a bit of a cult favorite among horror fans.
 This entry focuses mostly the most famous tale of the trio, titled "Amelia".
And, to be honest, now as an adult, whenever I watch this segment in which a possesed Zuni voodoo doll chases the wide-mouthed Karen Black around the apartment, I can't help but giggle at the the low-budget cheesiness of it all.
But as a kid, that plastic doll, with it tiny beady white eyes, lil' spear and endless row of saw-like teeth, scared the living sh#t out of me.
  And frankly speaking, the ending shot of a demon-possessed Ms. Black crouched down and stabbing the floor with the large kitchen machete still has the ability to raise a hair or two off the back of my neck.

A mutant strain of cockroaches packing fire-starting abilities are crawling out from the deepest parts of the earth after an earthquake has struck and created fissures to reveal the nasty little buggers. And their power to heat things up isn't the only the only thay seem to possess. There seems to be group mentallity of consciousness that may require more than just s few cans of Raid to exterminate.



I first watched Bug back when it was being run on TV as a laye night horror film, but didn't get a chance to give any more viewings until many years later, as an adult and with the aid of the internet. And there was something I that caught my eye that I missed upon my initial viewing as as kid...
For any fans of the Brady Bunch out there, you might recognize a familiar background in one of the scenes in Bug. It's the same kitchen backdrop used for the Brady household, with very little changes. Now while I knew some of the Brady sets had been used in other TV shows like Mission: Impossible and Mannix, but not until I was able to rewatch the creep crawly movie did I notice that a set was recycled again here.
Obscure 70's horror thrills with a touch of campy corny trivia.

In the snowy small town of Pontypool, there's something in the air colder than the winter chill.
Something that's transforming all the townspeople into the walking dead.
A different take on the zombie genre, that for me personally stretches a bit thin in terms of believeabilty (even with the buffer of suspended belief}, but still, the efforts in it's unique approach {along with Stephen McHattie's strong camera presence) was enough to warrent a place on this list.

In the same manner that the first Scream movie reinvigorated the slasher genre, the second Scream movie help to invigorate sequels to the slasher genre.
Except now, these groups of movie installments were being called franchises.
The benefit being that now movie goers didn't consider themselves fans of a particular film, now they were fans of film franchise.
Now movie companies felt an obligation to pump out chapter after chapter of a franchise with more of a guarantee that "fans of the franchise" will still flock to see 'em. And whenever a certain chapter in the series hits a lull, all you have to do is "reboot" the series with a new first chapter, and start all over again.
To be honest, for me personally, is comes more as an endless cycle of movie marketing that is enough to make any serious connoisseur of the medium scream.



But still, Scream 2 was a good slasher flick.
Displaying vociferous success in terms of both script and box office, this is a sequel that shows that when it comes to this type of usually overwrought sharp edged thriller, screaming twice can be just as nice.

  Anna is a typical, modern teenage schoolkid. Which means that when a globe-shattering event occurs, like a zombie apocalypse f'rinstance, she's gonna do what any nonappreciative don't-know-how-good they-got-it millenial would do. She's gonna sing her way through the corpse-ridden Ragnorak like it was a Zac Efron High School musical.
  Oh,
and I forgot to mention, the zompocalypse is happening during Christmas.



  I tell ya,
these damn kids today, they don't realize how good they got it. Back in my day, if we wanted a Yultide Day of the Dead, we'd have to walk barefoot, through 12 inches of snow, uphill, both ways, to get it. And if we got it, we loved it.
   Now,
get off of my lawn before I call the cops.

A very cool sci-fi horror that takes a trilling psychologival journey into the psyche of a mind through the use of really creative, surreal and stunning visuals.
And when I say "creative, surreal and stunning visuals", contrary to what all of y'all might be thinkin', I am not referring to Jennifer Lopez's big ol' onion booty.

Y'know, if a kid ends up with a babysitter who's built like a long legged super-model, and she's really "cool" and "gets" him, there could be a chance that he may have made a deal with the devil. Especially at an age when other kids have sorta outgrown the whole "being sat while the parents are away" thing.
In The Babysitter, it's the long legged babysitter who has made the deal. But, in typical scary cinematic fashion, it's the kid who's gotta pay the price. And after seeing that her long legs also come with a demonic cult who need to sacrifice young boys in order to satiate the appetites of their dark lord and master, that's usually the point where a kid comes to the conclusion that maybe he is old enough to look after himself whenever mommy and daddy are gone.

Here's a dark ditty of deviltry about a family of hellbent hillbillies that makes even Lucifer hisself go "Damn....! These ratchety-ass rednecks are just plain downright evil.....!"



Ever since the first Texas Chainsaw Massacre back in 1974, there have been a certain type of subhorror slasher-family flicks that have since tried to match the bar 'o' evil that was raised by the original Leatherface Clan.
While Rob Zombies' creation of Captain Spaulding's kith and kin, IMO, doesn't quite match up to the legendary status of TCM, it's was still a worthy effort into the genre (especially since I'm usually not really a big fan of Zombie's sadistically themed approach in portraying fear in his flicks).

Zombies who speak German. Well, not actually speak.....
growl is more like it. But still, whatever noise you can hear rumbling from their outta their rotworm-infested mouths, it's definitely Deutschland.



Actually, to be honest, while I did end up liking this film, I still found to be somewhat underwhelming. However I decided to still include it on this list just because any time anyone makes an honest effort to create a quality zombie flick with it's own unique twist to it, to distinguish it from all the others, it's always a good thing.
Besides, the year that Rammbock "came to life", 2010, also saw other movies that were released like Atrocious, Changi, Rare Exports, Stakeland, and Trollhunter. I wanted to show what an exceptional year that was for scare-fare of a more independent and worldwide nature.

  Vampires, werewolves, mummies, zombies, ghosts, masked slashers, etc..
When it comes to creatures that have occupied the silver screen in order to instill audiences with the deep, instinctive feeling of fearsome fear within them, the list of scary cinematic "sub"-species is almost endless. 
However, just when it seemed like we maybe we had exhausted the well of ideas when it comes to mayhem-making  movie monsters, real life comes in to "loosely inspire" Hollywood into cranking yet one more out of it's  well-worn fright-fetching formula factory. 
  Yeah, I'm pretty sure that anyone out there reading knows what that is since it's right there as the name of this movie. 
  So, since there's no real surprises here in this description, nor in the film's plot (it's pretty much what any fan of these kitschy campfests would expect and enjoy), the subject of this film has loosely inspired me to go out and get high. AF. 

With the rapidly increasing rate that horror movies are being made today, when it comes to those that are about out a small, lonely dwelling out in the middle of the woods, Hollywood is quickly going through the simple names that are synonyms for these kinds of lodgings. Cabin in the Woods, The Rental, The Beach House, and this one, The Lodge.
This one focuses on a soon-to-be-mom who finds herself snowed in a lodge with her two stepchildren who aren't too warmed up to the idea of her being the new mommy. And as the time goes by, their isolation out in the middle of the woods obviously leads to  strange and creepy happenings that only serve to make the cooled feelings of everyone involved even colder. 

A group of teenagers go off to an isolated cabin in the woods for the weekend, and soon come to discover that whenever a group of teenagers goes off to an isolated cabin in the woods, the end result is never good.
Particularly when the cabin contains a tome of demonology.
Heck, I coulda told them that.

 A lot was expected by Gremlins. Everyone and their mother was sure that this was gonna be one of the biggest blockbusting classics of the 80's. With Steven Spielberg as the executive producer, Chris Columbus as the writer, Joe Dante in the director's chair, tow guys who were on the rise in their respective roles, it's no wonder that it was believed that this would the next E.T.. the majority of theater screens throughout the country were set for it's opening weekend, shiploads of merchanside were stacked in stores, and all topped off with a massive advertising push, the kind rarely seen before. 
  If it sounds like I'm setting this up as a failure in the end, it wasn't. However, as successful as it was, it still was no E.T.. And it's was, and still considered as much of a classic. An unbalanced tone, a Chrsitmas setting released as a summer blockbuster, and a cute concept that was darker than most people expected it was kept it from climbing higher in the heirarchyof timeless, classic 80's franchises. 

  After her husband in killed in a mountain climbing accident, the heavily pregnant widow is convinced that it was no accident. And sets her prenatal girth on a path of revenge. A path that is guided by the instructions she will tell you are coming from her unborn child. Or maybe it's just prebirth hormones. It depends on which end of her mood swings you catch her on.



 Written and directed by it's star, Alice Lowe (who has a leading role in another multiple murdering movie that is on this list), Prevenge is a expectant black comedy that takes a b-movie style concept and trangresses it into the final trimester of it's serial subject matter, making the genre feel as if it's been reborn with a future that is just pregnant with possibilities.