CHEAP MOVIE SCARES

We've collected THE CHEAPEST TRICKS that are in almost EVERY Horror film, and here they are!

RIP DENNIS HOPPER

R.I.P DENNIS HOPPER

What sad news this was to hear. Actor Dennis Hopper notable in the horror community for his roles in "Texas Chainsaw Massacre 2" and "Land of the Dead" died on Saturday at 8:15am at his California home from complications of prostate cancer. He was 74 years old...

Despite his ongoing battle with cancer in recent months, Hopper received a star on The Hollywood Walk of Fame in March. Surrounded by his children and colleagues, the actor appeared to be in good spirits, smiling, laughing and waving.

"Everything I learned in life I learned from you," he told a crowd of supporters at the star ceremony, referring to Hollywood. "This means so much to me. Thank you very much everyone, and Hollywood."

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THE DEVIL'S REJECTS 2?

ROB ZOMBIE HAS RECENTLY OPENED HIS IDEAS TOWARD A THIRD ENTRY IN THE HOUSE OF 1000 CORPSES SERIES

NEW BLACKWOOD FOREST POSTER

NEW SCREAM 4 POSTER

A DAY IN BLACKWOOD FOREST

BLACKWOOD FOREST TRILOGY - FALL 2010

OBSESSED PART 2

OBSESSED

MEAT III

MEAT III

JOSHUA SESSOMS

JULY 17, 1979
Silence. Stillness. Midnight. Suddenly, there was a deafening scream. Somewhere in the darkness there was a loud scraping, the clawing of fingernails against the wet cold concrete ground. There was a loud smash as a foot slammed into a mouth, knocking out seven teeth. Rick Vernon spat out his teeth, wiped his mouth with his hand, and pulled Laura further into the darkness of the abandoned market. Outside, in the darkness, there was nothing left, only three fingernails and seven teeth.
JULY 30, 1979
Outside the emergency room of Carson General Hospital there was nothing, only blackness. Inside it was chaotic. Seventeen High School seniors were waiting inside, their limousine had ran off the road and blown a tire. After four flips the car had halted, there were no fatalities. When they had arrived they carried with them one more person. His name was unknown to them.
Twenty minutes later there was a great commotion as four trauma patients were rushed in. A female doctor stood talking to one of the earlier patients, suturing his wounds calmly. She looked down at him and smiled, explaining how the stitches would heal. She thought she saw something out of the corner of her eye; she looked up as her jaw dropped.
Laura Carter stood, covered in fresh blood. She was behind the electric sliding door, opening then closing, opening then closing. She finally walked through the door. The female doctor moved toward her. Laura turned her head and screamed for her life. Amongst seventeen teenagers sat Rick Vernon, he was knocked out cold. Laura turned and tried to run back out the door. She fell hard on the floor; the sudden twisting motion had completely snapped her broken leg.
Rick Vernon woke up three hours later; he was in a hospital bed. He threw himself out of the bed and escaped the hospital.
AUGUST 17, 1979
Laura Carter awoke from a deep sleep. She thrashed violently and tried to talk but her jaw was wired shut. Soon she grew restless, wanting to communicate with someone, anyone, she snatched off her heart rate monitor and let it loudly speak for her. Soon nurses who had hoped that death had been kind enough to take her life, at this point it wouldn’t be worth living, surrounded her.
Doctor Delila Gray sat down in a chair beside Laura’s bed. She looked over at Laura and spoke softly. “Laura, you were missing for thirteen days. You walked into the emergency room; we have no idea where you came from. All I know is that you were really bloody and you broke your leg. You had ten surgeries, four of them on the muscles in your shoulder where you had an infected wound.” Laura cried and tried to turn away but couldn’t find it in herself; she had to know what happened. Dr. Gray continued, “Laura, I’m sorry to tell you this but you were raped, and we have confirmed that you are pregnant. Now this is a very odd pregnancy, it is far more advanced than any we have ever seen before; we guess that within four months the fetus will be fully developed.”
Laura sat back in her bed and cried, she was angry that she couldn’t talk, scream, yell, she couldn’t even walk away from what she didn’t want to hear. She slammed her head into the pillow and let out a silent scream.
JANUARY 3, 1980
Laura sat in her bed twisting, trapped in a dream world of horrors. She was standing on the playground looking across the vast area at Rick Vernon being tormented. She ran over screaming for the other kids to get away that he would kill them all. Angela Davis, Celia Nash, Tara Trout, Heather Highsmith, Dane Boroughs, James Tiller, Amy Crawson and Delila Gray ran away from Rick, dropping their prodding sticks as they fled.
Laura turned and saw Rick grow older into a young boy, his scar had disappeared. Laura knew that many people would die, and she could stop it in her dreams. She went over to the swing and pulled a piece of cable from the seat. She ran up behind Rick and wrapped the cable around his neck. She pulled with great force and the body exploded into dust. She screamed as a grown Rick grabbed her and sliced her open from chest to groin. She lay on the floor gasping for air, her pupils widened as her blood covered the sand.
Laura gasped as she awoke from her comatose dream state. She was in her bed. Safe in the hospital. Just the people that belonged were aloud in. they were there, with her, and with her was her bastard child. The parasite forcefully placed inside her by Rick Vernon.
JANUARY 14, 1980
Angela Davis sat in her apartment with Celia Nash, Tara Trout, and Heather Highsmith. They all sat on the sofas in the den talking. It was quiet, really quiet. Warm in the den, cooler in the kitchen, the doors in the den were all locked, in the kitchen the door swung wide open with a slight creak. The house was safe, before that moment anyway.
“Well, I’m off to bed.” Celia said along with Angela. “I think I will to, I have to be at work at six. I have to be there tomorrow or they’ll think I’m missing, and believe me, Mr. Crawson will come looking.” Tara said. “Save it for the sheep, I’m going to stay up for a while.” Heather yelled. Celia walked into the bathroom; she looked in the mirror and looked back when she thought she saw a figure dart by.
Heather sat in the den watching television and clipping her fingernails. She cursed slightly as the clippers slipped and tore the skin around the nail. She sat the clippers down on the table and wiped the blood with a napkin. She reached for the clippers but they were gone. There was a slight cracking noise, Heather looked up and blood spurted against the wall as Rick Vernon dug the half pair of clippers into Heather’s neck over and over again.
Celia walked out of the bathroom and to the thresh hold of the door; she widened her eyes as she turned to run. She made it into Tara’s room and fell on the floor as the sight of Tara’s intestines strung from the ceiling fan like streamers. On the wall the words CRACK FACE were written in blood. She turned with her feet digging into the carpet and ran into Angela’s room.
The bed was empty. Celia walked around the room and screamed as a hand reached out of the closet and pulled her in. It was Angela; she had been hiding since she thought she saw someone walk by her door. Outside there was silence. Angela looked at Celia and said, “I’ll be right back, I’m going to get the phone.” Angela stepped out the closet and closed the door. As soon as she took a step Rick lunged from the corner and threw a kitchen knife through Angela’s chest. She turned and tried to open the door, her eyes locked onto Celia’s as she fell to the floor
Celia lunged from the closet and ran past Rick out the door of the room. Rick pulled the knife out of Angela, it stuck so he punched her spine angrily and shoved her into the floor, and he walked out the room. Celia was halfway out of the front door when Rick lunged forward and pulled Celia back. He took her by the waist and picked her up. Rick turned and slung Celia into the wall. Bam, Bam, Bam, Celia spat out teeth and blood, Bam, Bam, Bam, Crack, Celia’s spine cracked and she flew limply through the air. A final throw against the wall split her in half. Rick turned around and went back to Angela.
JANUARY 15, 1980
John Crawson walked up to the apartment door at seven forty five in the morning. He went to knock on the door, with the slightest hit of his hand the door swung wide open. He walked in calling for Tara. He looked around. The place was empty and spotless. He walked down a hallway and into the kitchen. His face turned white as he saw the remains of the girls sitting at the kitchen table placed in chairs wearing birthday hats. He turned to leave the room and came face to face with Rick Vernon. Rick lunged forward knocking John to the floor. He looked around and pulled the fridge forward, he let it go and it fell in John.
JANUARY 16, 1980
Laura went home that evening. She was tired, lonely, and pregnant. She sat in her living room looking at all the things of the life she used to have. She tried to clean but all she found herself doing was packing up all of Charlotte’s belongings. As the day grew old loneliness grew on her until she called Amy Crawson and asked her to come over.
Within the hour Amy was knocking on the door with an overnight bag. She had come to stay with Laura during her first night back home. The apartment building was vacant and still had small signs of water damage. Laura opened the door and let Amy in; she locked the door behind her right after she looked out in the hall.
Meanwhile, Rick Vernon sat in the abandoned freezer of the old market where he once roamed the isles and cleaned the cattle. He sat there looking at the walls. He remembered all of the things that happened to him in school and touched his face. Years ago his scar had been fixed, but now, as he grew older, it was beginning the reappear. He stood up and pulled his knife out of the wall. He walked out the market and headed for another victim.
Dane Boroughs walked out the door of Crawson Real-Estate. He turned to lock the door and saw a huge shape move in the store. He walked back in and locked the door behind him. He heard a noise in the storeroom; he quickly darted into his office and pulled a stun gun out of his desk. He turned as he heard a noise behind him. He slammed his face into Rick Vernon’s chest.
Rick backhanded Dane with such great strength that Dane flew through the wall. Dane was dazed as he rolled onto his stomach and searched for the gun. Rick stepped through the hole in the wall and placed his foot on Dane’s head. Rick bent down and picked up the gun. He pulled the trigger and the tiny barb went into Dane’s forehead. He jolted as the bolts of electricity fried his brain. With great heat added his brain expanded, boiled, all the built up pressure made his skull explode under Rick’s foot.
Rick threw the gun to the ground and walked over to the filing cabinet. He took his knife out of his pocket and slammed it into the cabinet; it fell to the floor and all the drawers opened. Rick sat there going through the files looking for familiar names. His face brightened as he found the addresses of James Tiller, Amy Crawson, and Delila Gray. He put them in his pocket; luckily they all shared the same apartment. He left the office and locked the door behind him.
JANUARY 17, 1980
Amy Crawson sat in her bed reading her book. She sat back in her bed and turned off the light. She heard a loud gunshot and jumped out of her bed. She walked down the hall and into James bedroom. She smelled something like gunpowder. She flicked on the switch and screamed; she saw nothing in the bed but an exploded corpse. Someone had shot James with a high-powered gun, tearing his body to shreds. The power went out and she heard a noise in the distance.
She silently walked to Delila’s room. She was shaking horribly as she approached the bed. She touched Delila’s face. It was warm and wet. She ran her hand across Delila’s face and whimpered and her hand hit a steel blade that was buried in Delila’s skull. She cried out and ran into her room to get her phone.
As she reached her room she fell to the floor. She couldn’t find her phone and thought she saw someone walk by her door. She ran into her closet and closed the door. She stood there shaking and then a hand came out of the corner behind her and shoved her through the door. She screamed as she was slung around the room and knocked up beside the walls, dressers, mirrors, and shelves. Rick swung her one last time and knocked over a box. She was dead.
Rick went and turned the power back on. He returned to the room to dismember Amy. He walked into the room and looked down as he stepped on something. He looked down and picked up an old yearbook. He smiled as he saw all the faces of his childhood tormentors. A month later many people had gone missing. On the bulletin board outside the drug store there were missing persons posters for Ellie Chaplin, Brian Johnston, Timothy Zahn, Kat Gray, Natalie Neely, Rodney Carlson, Samantha Davidson, Anna Lawson, Julia Lawson, and Trina Lawson.
MARCH 14, 1980
Sheriff Don Chaplin stood in his office looking at a list of names. The list consumed a whole page, single-spaced. He scratched his chin and counted the names again. One… two… five… seven… ten… twelve… fifteen… nineteen. Nineteen names in all, nineteen people that had be murdered, scattered around the town like trash. His blood boiled as he closed his eyes, in his mind he could see Rick Vernon, looking for another victim.
He walked out of his office, stopped, turned and took a shotgun out of his gun cabinet. He walked out of the office finally and got his car keys. “Dee, take some messages for me, I have to go stop this bastard.” He said as he walked by the front desk. “Oh god, Don, don’t do anything stupid, I’m already going crazy with all these phone calls about that man.” Dee screamed. He looked back, raised his brow and said “We’ll if it makes you happy, I’m going hunting.”
Don left the building. He had to stop these murders. This monster, no longer a man, had killed his baby girl, Ellie Chaplin. This monster, decomposing on the outside, but still living on the inside, had to die. He sped out the parking lot and started looking.
MARCH 15, 1980
Rick Vernon sat in the freezer of the abandoned grocery store. He had a small beam of light focusing on the one person he couldn’t seem to find. He wanted her, had to have her. He had loved her too long to not have her forever. He slid his knife into his pocket and got up. He laid the book in the beam of light. As he left a picture of a young girl sat in the book. Underneath it, the one name he cared about so much… Laura Carter.
Laura was walking down the isle in the drug store looking for gauze. She gave up after fifteen minutes and walked over to the medication isle. She needed some pain medicine; there was a pain in her leg still. She frowned as she thought of the demonic spawn of Satan that was growing inside her. She wished something would happen to it, she didn’t want to give up herself for a disgusting parasite that didn’t deserve life.
Rick walked in the shadows of the town, he was hiding from everything. He was across the street from Carson Drug when his eyes brightened. Laura walked out of the Drug store with a bag in her hand. She walked to her car quickly and got in, as she closed the door she looked twice because she thought she saw Rick. She cranked the car and sped out of the parking lot.
Rick watched her car drive off. He ran in the shadows after her. After ten minutes he watched as she pulled into her driveway. He looked around, it was too bright now, and he would leave and come back tomorrow. As he walked along the road the sun went down and fog filled blackness engulfed the town.
As Rick walked to town he saw Sheriff Chaplin slowing scanning the area with a spot light. He knew who the sheriff was looking for. He walked on; he knew what would stop the sheriff. He snuck by the light and walked on.
Trina Willis was looking for her portable phone when her back door swung open and fell off of its hinges. Her eyes widened as the door clanged to the ground. Suddenly there was a faint sound behind her. “Trina… Trina… TRINA!!!!!” a voice shouted. She turned and grabbed a kitchen knife. There was a thud in the back room. She ran through the front door and over to her neighbors house.
She banged on the door and screamed for help. The door opened and Andrea Chaplin opened the door. “Trina, what’s wrong?” Andrea asked. “I don’t know if it’s my medicine or not but someone’s in my house.” Replied Trina. “Come in, sorry about the mess, I was resting on the patio. Don will be home soon, he can check your house for you.” Andrea said as she pulled Trina inside.
Drina shook as she pulled her cell phone out of her pocket. “I found my phone.” She said to Andrea. “You must be freezing, let me get you a jacket.” Andrea said. Andrea opened the coat closet. Rick Vernon lurched out of the closet and dug a knife into her neck. He pulled it out and repeatedly stabbed again, blood shot across the walls. Trina screamed and ran upstairs.
Trina sat in the upstairs closet. She was shaking and crying. She was peering through small slats in the door. She placed her hand over her mouth as Rick Vernon walked by. He had Andrea’s phone in her hand and was pressing the buttons. He hit enter and within seconds Trina’s clunky phone rang.
Don Chaplin pulled into the driveway of his house. He walked up the side stairs and went into the upstairs door over the garage. He opened the door; there was an eerie feeling in the house. He turned on the light and saw the closet door smashed to pieces. He shook his head as he walked down the stairs and turned on the living room light. On the wall written in blood was the message STOP LOOKING. Don Chaplin fell to his knees as he saw his wife and neighbor thrown around the room.
MARCH 20, 1980
Don Chaplin sat behind the wheel of his police car. He was driving slowly surveying the area. He dropped his paper wrapped bottle and searched for it under the seat. He sat up and jolted. Rick Vernon was standing in the middle of his spotlight. He reached behind him and got his shotgun.
Rick began to run down a dirt road. Don roared the engine and flew through the darkness. He rolled down the window and yelled “Run boy, run! You filthy bastard, you took my wife, you killed my daughter.” He sped up and turned a corner. The car swerved and tree branches beat against it. The car slammed into a giant pine tree, barely moving the leaves.
Don screamed in pain as he opened the car door a fell out. He looked around him, the world was spinning. He heard a noise in the distance, he looked, and there was nothing to be seen. There was a noise behind him. He turned, Rick Vernon stood above him, holding a branch high. Rick grunted as he thrust the branch down into Don’s face and out of his throat. Don gurgled as blood spurt from his mouth and neck. He closed his eyes as blood began to pour from them. A sharp, hot, agonizing pain came over him as Rick removed the stick. Rick raised the stick and beat Don with it until blood flowed out of his ears. Rick turned off the car, picked up the paper wrapped bottle, emptied it and walked on.
Laura was lying on her sofa watching television. She looked at her watch, it was quarter past midnight. She heard a noise outside. She walked into the kitchen and pulled out a knife. She was ready as the door was kicked in.
Rick Vernon walked into the house with his knife in hand. He lunged toward her. She took the knife from behind her back and plunged it into his throat. Rick spurt out arterial blood and fell to the floor. Laura kneeled down on one knee. She looked Rick in the eye, as he bled a waterfall from his neck, and said, “I knew you would come back for me, Rick, you ruined my life. You killed my friends, you took everything from me, and I’ll be damned if you want pay.”
Laura took the knife out of Rick’s neck; she smiled as blood shot onto her left cheek. She looked at him once again and said, “You raped me, you hurt me, and you destroyed my life.” She repeatedly jabbed the tip of the knife into his neck. As he grew pale from blood loss she screamed, “DIE! DIE!! DIE!!!” Rick’s head flopped to the side as he died. Laura sat down beside him and kissed his cheek. She fell asleep.
The Brain functions for five minutes after the heart stops beating. Inside Rick Vernon’s head there was a hell. He walked through a bright desolate land. All his victims surrounded him. They all held meat cleavers. As they struck him he began to function again. His heart began to beat. He lived again.
Laura woke up as Rick burst into spasms. How had this happened, she had killed him. She had taken his life from him. He was back. He opened his eyes and grabbed at her. She jumped to her feet and kicked him in the face. She ran out the house, across the yard, and into the woods.
Laura ran through the woods, breaking twigs that came into her path. She ran and ran and ran. She came to a house and stopped. She couldn’t hear Rick behind her so she banged on the door. The door opened and she was pulled inside.
“What’s the matter darling?” asked an older woman. “Help me, he won’t die. I tried to kill him but he won’t die.” She screamed. The woman’s face tightened as she looked at Laura. She took a needle from her pocket and injected it in Laura’s arm. “Owe, what are you doing you crazy bag?” she screamed. “Do you know who I am? No, you don’t. you don’t care about me and my boy, we are just nobodies, blotches on the edge of the fabric of life.” The woman said as she walked into another room.
“I don’t know who you are!” Laura screamed, the injection was making her delirious. “You betrayed my son. He kills a few people that wronged him and you a long time ago and you get him arrested?” the woman screamed. Laura quickly knew who the woman was; she was Wanda Vernon. Laura was sitting in the childhood home of Rick Vernon.
The woman made the floor creak as she walked back into the room. She had a knife in her hand scraping it against the wall. Laura looked around the room for anything. The woman walked into the room as Laura came from the corner and dug a red hot fire place poker into the back of her head. The heavy woman fell forward and there was a loud thud as her forehead hit the floor.
Rick opened the door to an empty house minutes later. He looked around and shouted curse words as he saw his mother lying dead on the floor. He fell to the floor and kissed his mother. He stood up and punched a whole in the wall. He pulled his knife out of his pocket and kissed it. He ran from the house to find Laura.
Laura ran through the woods. She could see a road ahead. As she jumped onto the road to stop a car. The drivers didn’t see her and hit her with the car. She rolled over as a man stood over her asking if she was ok.
She could feel a pain in her leg and was bleeding from her arm. The man handed her a lighter so she could see as he helped her up.
Rick came out of the darkness a pulled the man back. He lunged his knife into the man’s chest and discarded his corpse on the ground. The woman in the car jumped out and came over with a baseball bat. She swung the bat as Rick turned. He stopped the bat in mid swing and broke it in half. Laura ran into the woods as Rick rammed the broken bat into the woman’s stomach.
Laura ran adjacent to a small dirt road. She ran in the darkness unknowing where she would go. She tripped over a solid mass that was on the ground. She was covered in a cold liquid. She took the lighter from her pocket and lit it. She screamed as she saw the sheriff smashed to bits.
Laura pulled herself up and looked behind her. She could hear him coming so she ran back toward the road. She moaned as a twig swatted her in the face. She ran faster. She cried as vines and branches held her back. She tripped and fell into a small river.
She sat up in the water. The river was so deep that her nose was only a centimeter away from the water. She stood up in the water. Covered in slime and mud she began to run again. Laura made it to the road in only a matter of seconds. She got into the car and drove on.
She made it to a small bridge when she heard a noise behind her. She looked in the rear view mirror and saw nothing. Suddenly she screamed a rusty knife blade slid through the seat and into her side. She floored the gas pedal and swerved into the side of the bridge.
The car jolted from the impact and sped forward again. It ran off the side of the road and flipped through the ditch. With plenty of speed left the car bounced across a small field and slammed into the side of an old silo. The impact threw Rick from the car and into the woods.
A woman placed a call to the police station five minutes later. With the absence of the sheriff the deputy took control. Within ten minutes the police department surrounded the silo and car. The scene then turned into a dark catastrophe.
The snipers readied themselves as Rick Vernon held a knife to an unconscious Laura’s neck. The deputy walked forward with his gun readied. He reached Rick and stared into his dark eyes.
Rick became enraged by the deputy’s consistent stare. He dropped Laura and grabbed the deputy ripping his throat with the knife blade. As Rick dropped the deputy a sniper fired a shot. The bullet ripped into Rick’s shoulder and the arm holding the knife fell to the ground. Rick was defenseless.
There was a sound of thunder as thirty-seven officers shot high-powered rifles. Rick’s body was ripped to shreds as one hundred and twenty three bullets flew into him. He fell to the ground. Laura sat up in the sudden commotion. She saw Rick’s fingers move.
Laura crawled over to Rick’s arm and took the knife from the clenched hand. One of the officers yelled for the others to hold fire. She turned toward Rick and raised the knife. She dug the knife into his forehead as several officers pulled their triggers.
Twenty-nine bullets shredded through Laura’s heart. Her eyes widened as the searing pain took hold. She fell forward onto Rick’s corpse. She gasped for air and jolted as the blood poured from her chest. She looked at the world around her. What had begun as a peaceful, happy life and snowballed into a trip of terror was now ending. Off in the dark abyss of her mind she could hear Rick saying “I love you” the world slowed and dropped to blackness as she died on top of Rick.

ALTERNATE ENDING 0.5

Laura searched the sheriff’s car for a weapon. She found a shotgun and a revolver in the passenger seat. She could hear Rick coming for her. She turned as he was coming into view. She stood up and aimed. Her got closer. She reset her aim. He was three hundred yards from her when she pulled the trigger. The bullet hit him in the leg, ripping the knee from the rest of the leg. Rick fell to the ground.
Laura walked over to Rick. She kneeled down and kissed him on the cheek. “I’ll see you in hell.” She said as she stood back up. She raised the gun and emptied it in his chest. She took the revolver out of her pocket and aimed it at his face. He took his knife from a pocket and threw it; it dug into her chest. She pulled the it out and dropped it. She pulled the trigger and the bullet exploded his forehead blowing chunks of brain matter everywhere.
She put the gun to her head. There was nothing left for her in this world. Only a bullet.

ALTERNATE ENDING 1

Laura searched the sheriff’s car and found two bottles of alcohol in his car. On was empty, the other was full. She took the full bottle and poured it all over herself and made a circle around the area of the car. She took a piece of glass and made a thin slit around her throat. She laid down like she was dead. She concealed lighter in her hand and readied it.
Rick soon emerged from the darkness. He saw Laura on the ground and kneeled beside her. He could hear her breathing. He raised his knife as she jolted forward and thrust a piece of glass into his spins paralyzing him. She took the lighter and flipped the small switch. They both burst into flames. The alcohol fueled fire made Rick scream as his flesh boiled and melted like wax. His veins burst and his eyes steamed. He was dead. Laura had known that the only way to destroy the evil inside of him was to destroy herself. There was nothing left for her in this world, so she took Rick Vernon with her.

ALTERNATE ENDING 2

Laura searched the sheriff for anything that would hurt Rick. She found nothing. She stood up and began to run again. She darted back around the way she had come. She heard Rick pass by her on his way to where she had just been. She ran up onto the road and looked around. The car was still sitting in the middle of the road.
Laura opened the car door. She gagged as she saw the bodies thrown into the back seat. She climbed in the car and locked the door. She started the car and drove on. Soon she saw Rick running along the side of the road. He threw his knife and it crashed through the window and hit her in the arm.
Laura slammed on the brakes and got out of the car. She pulled a revolver out of the glove box of the car. She walked toward Rick and raised the gun. She fired the gun three times. The first shot hit the side of his neck; the second went into his chest and the third went into his check. He fell to the ground and moaned as a branch went into his spine breaking it. He was paralyzed.
Laura laughed as she saw him lying in the ditch. Laura took the knife out of her arm and walked toward him. She got down on her knees in front of him and put the knife on his throat. “It’s my turn!” she screamed. She ran the knife down to his arm and sliced the flesh off. She peeled his whole arm and moved on to the other.
Rick lay there in the ditch bleeding. Laura raised the knife to his neck and tore the previously tattered flesh. She smiled as blood ran from his neck. She stuck the knife in his chest and looked around. She found a thick branch and swung it hard.
The branch hit Rick on the side of his neck and his head jolted to the side. She swung the branch again and hit Rick in the throat. His head tore away from the neck and fell on the ground. Laura took the knife from his chest and cut his face off. She put the face over hers. She shouted as she raised the gun to her faces and pulled the trigger. Her skull exploded as she fell into the ditch.
A woman drove down the road three minutes later. She called 911 in panic after seeing the gruesome scene. Laura and Rick were taken to the city morgue. An hour later Laura’s bastard child was taken from her womb and placed in an incubator. The child survived.

NEW - MEAT 1,2,3 POSTERS

MEAT 3

4.9.10

BURIED

RYAN REYNOLDS STARS IN THIS NEW CLAUSTROPHOBIC THRILLER

DOUBLE DOSE 2- THE RING 3d/A NIGHTMARE ON ELM STREET FOOTAGE

OUR SECOND DOUBLE DOSE.

THE RING

3D

YES, THE RING 3 WILL BE COMING TO YOU SOON, AND IN 3D. THE FILM HAS BEEN IN TALKS FOREVER AND ALREADY HAS A POSTER, BUT NOW, BEFORE WE SEE IT, IT WILL BE CONVERTED INTO 3D.

A NIGHTMARE ON ELM STREET

FOOTAGE

HERE IS SOME NEW NIGHTMARE FOOTAGE. WITH THE FILM OPENING IN 3 DAYS, WE ARE SURE THERE WILL BE MORE TO COME.

DOUBLE DOSE - SAW 7/FINAL DESTINATION 5

WE BRING YOU OUR FIRST EVER "DOUBLE DOSE" WHICH IS A DOUBLE FEATURE POST.

DOUBLE DOSES ARE GIVEN WHEN WE HAVE VERY LITTLE INFORMATION ON A SUBJECT, BUT IS STILL QUITE INTERESTING.

SAW VII

3D

The original SAW has a character returning that will be part of Jigsaws final game and overall meaning. This film will be the "last", but of course if this film does well we will most likely see SAW VIII. So, this October watch SAW VII or its competitor PARANORMAL ACTIVITY 2, just know that Doctor Gordon returns. Thats right, the one footed "dead" doctor returns.

Plot Synopsis: As a deadly battle rages over Jigsaw’s brutal legacy, a group of Jigsaw survivors gathers to seek the support of self-help guru and fellow survivor Bobby Dagen, a man whose own dark secrets unleash a new wave of terror...

This, the first theatrical feature to be shot exclusively on the cutting-edge SI-3D digital camera system, SAW 7 3D brings the horrifying games of Jigsaw to life like never before.

Below is a list of the cast we know about thus far, paying extra attention to Cary Elwes name (Dr. Gordon).

The confirmed cast includes Tobin Bell, Cary Elwes, Costas Mandylor, Betsy Russell, Sean Patrick Flanery, Gina Holden, Chad Donella, Laurence Anthony, Dean Armstrong and Naomi Snieckus.

FINAL DESTINATION

V

TO MAKE THIS ONE POINT BLANK, THE NEW "NIGHTMARE" DIRECTOR WILL BE DIRECTING FD5.

"NIGHTMARE" CONVERTED TO 3D FORMAT?

NIGHTMARE IN 3D.

NO, WE AREN'T TALKING ABOUT ANOTHER FILM, WE'RE TALKING ABOUT THE NEW FILM BEING CONVERTED INTO 3D. NOW, IF YOUR AS EXCITED ABOUT THIS NEW TREND OF EVERYTHING IN 3D AS WE ARE, THEN YOU WOULD BE OVERWHELMED IF THERE WAS NEVER ANOTHER 3D FILM. SO YES, THANKS TO THE FILMS DIRECTOR, A NIGHTMARE ON ELM STREET WILL REMAIN IN 2D (REGULAR FORMAT).

THE WAY THIS 3D FAD IS GOING, SOON WE WILL SEE SOME DOCUMENTARIES ON AIDS IN 3D.

SCREAM 4

RECENTYL THERE HAS BEEN NEW INFORMATION RELEASED ON SCREAM 4 BUT NO IMPORTANT FACTS, EXCEPT THAT ONE OF THE MAIN CHARACTERS MAY BE GHOSTFACE. TALKS OF IT BEING SIDNEY HAVE BEEN THOUGHT OF, BUT WHO DO YOU THINK IT IS?

T-SHIRT

THE ULTIMATE HORROR T-SHIRT

THIS SHIRT IS VERY WELL MADE AND CONTAINS PIECES FROM EVERY ORIGINAL FILM. SO, IS IT WORTH IT OR NOT? YOU FIND OUT, BUT IN OPINION, ITS WORTH A GRAND.

NIGHTMARES: AN IN-DEPTH LOOK AT FREDDY KRUEGER

WELL, AS YOU KNOW IF YOU SAW ANY HORROR MOVIE THAT WAS THOUGHT OF BEFORE THE 90'S YOU WILL BE SEEING A REMAKE OF IT IN NO TIME. AND NOW, AS FREDDY KRUEGER IS BEING REMADE, IT'S TIME TO REVIEW HIM THROUGHOUT HIS SEQUELS. NO, FREDDY IS NOT JUST SOME DISGRACEFUL COMEDIAN, HE IS EVIL AND DARK.

TO MAKE THINGS CLEAR FREDDY IS ALWAYS CRACKING JOKES ON HIS VICTIMS, OR ENEMIES. FREDDY IS ALSO A GREAT SALES MAN FOR THE NINTENDO SOMETHING OR ANOTHER. FREDDY ALSO INFORMS US ON HOWNOT EATING AND BEING OBESE ARE THE DEADLY EXTREMES. FREDDY IN THE FIRST THREE FILMS IS DARK AND CRAZY, IN FOUR THROUGH FIVE HE BECOMES LIGHTHEARTED AND CHEESY, AND FINALLY WES CRAVEN BRINGS HIM BACK TO EARTH AND MAKES HIM MORE VIOLENT THEN EVER.
FREDDY IS SLIMY AND SICK MINDED. HE IS EXTREMELY DARK, AND RUDE BY INTERUPTING NANCY'S PHONE CALL TO INFORM HER THAT HE IS HER "BOYFRIEND NOW." THE HIGHLIGHTS OF THIS FILM ARE THE WALL ORNAMENT, WHICH IS SURPRISINGLY TINA, THE BLOOD FOUNTAIN, WHICH USE TO BE GLEN, AND THE BURNT MARSHMALLOW, WHICH EVENTUALLY TURNS OUT TO BE MARGE.

FREDDY SEEMS TO BE VERY CONNECTED WITH THE MAIN CHARACTER IN THIS FILM, HE EVENTUALLY SAYS "YOU'VE GOT THE BODY, I'VE GOT THE BRAIN." THE BIGGEST HIGHLIGHT OF THIS FILM IS FREDDY, WHO IS SEEN LESS BUT TWICE AS SLIMY, RIPS THROUGH THE TEENAGE BOY THAT HE HAS POSSESED.

FREDDY DROPS A JAW AND SEEMS TO GO ALL OUT WHEN HE SEES THAT NANCY HAS RETURNED TO KEEP HIS NEWEST PREY AWAY FROM HIS PLAY. HE JUMPS OFF THE DEEP END AS HE BECOMES A SKELTON AND A PUPPET MASTER. THE HIGHLIGHT OF THIS FILM IS WHEN FREDDY USES A SLEEPING BOYS VEINS AS STRINGS FOR A PUPPET AND SMASHES A GIRL INTO THE TV AND THEN LATER EATS ANOTHER. THE HUMOR PICKS UP IN THIS FILM.

THIS FILM MAKES FREDDY START TO BE CORNY. THE CHARACTER ALICE COMES IN TO SURVIVE THIS FILM AND MOVE ON TO THE NEXT. EVERY DEATH IS FOLLOWED BY A JOKE AND THE MAKE-UP IS NO LONGER SLIMY. THERE ARE NO HIGHLIGHTS IN THIS FILM, ONLY DISASTER.

THIS FILM IS THE WORST. IT BRINGS IN THE CONCEPT OF IN MOTHER DREAMING BY CHILDREN. IT SEEMS LIKE THEY RAN OUT OF IDEAS. BUT WHAT EVER, THIS FILM STILL STARS ROBERT ENGLUND SO IT GETS ATLEAST A TWO STAR RATING. ONCE AGAIN NO HIGHLIGHTS.

FREDDY RETURNS WELL RESTED AND READY TO START DELIVERING AGAIN. THIS IS THE FILM WHERE WE SEE THE NATURAL SALES MAN COME OUT. IT IS SLIGHTLY TACKY, BUT STILL A WONDERFUL FILM.

FINALLY WES CRAVEN RETURNS TO DESTROY FREDDY. HE MAKES HIM FAKE, JUST A FIGMENT OF THE FILM WORLD AND MAKES ALL THE OLD FILMS JUST FILMS. HE THEN MAKES FREDDY DARKER, CRAZIER, AND LESS OF A COMEDIAN. FREDDY GETS DARK AND DANGEROUS AND FINALLY HAS A SHOW DOWN WITH NANCY, WHO IS REALLY CALLED HEATHER IN THIS FILM, AND FINALLY WE SEE THAT THE CREATOR OF A DEMON CAN BEAT HIM BY TURNING HIM INTO A SCRIPTED VILLIAN. SUCESS, AND WE FINALLY SEE A SECOND WALL ORNAMENT NAMED JULIE.

HE MIGHT BE OLD BUT FREDDY CAN STILL GIVE YOU A RUN FOR YOUR MONEY.

JEEPERS CREEPERS 3

JEEPERS CREEPERS 3: CATHEDRAL, ORIGINALLY THOUGHT TO BE JEEPERS CREEPERS THREEPERS HAS BEEN STEALTHILY MOVING FORWARD AND WILL BE RELEASED IN 2011, AND LUCKILY THERES NO INFORMATION ABOUT IT BEING IN 3D.

BELOW: A CREEP HOUSE ORIGINAL POSTER FOR THE FILM

H3 NEWS

HALLOWEEN 3 NEWS

HALLOWEEN 3 HAS NOT RECEIVED A GREEN LIGHT YET BUT HAS RECEIVED AND UNVARIFIED OFFICIAL TAG LINE.

"EVIL DOES NOT WAIT"

FOLLOWING ZOMBIE'S IDEA OF EVIL WOULD BE WONDERFUL.

SO, IT'S UP TO DIMENSION FOR US TO FIND OUT WHAT EVIL DOESN'T WAIT FOR,BUT UNTIL THEN, HERE IS OUR FAKE TEASER POSTER.

IMAGERY IN HORROR

HOW IMPORTANT IS IMAGERY IN HORROR?

VERY

THERE COULDN'T BE ANYTHING MORE IMPORTANT IN HORROR THAN IMAGERY, AND OF COURSE SOUND. WITHOUT GREAT IMAGERY EVERY HORROR FILM WOULD BE BAD AND FAKE LOOKING. HORROR FANS MOSTLY WANT TO SEE WHAT THE DIRECTOR MEANT FOR THEM TO SEE AND CAN'T STAND IT WHEN THEY CAN'T SEE ANYTHING BECAUSE THE SCREEN IS BLURRY. MOST IMAGES IN HORROR ARE DUMBED DOWN BY THE RATING ASSOCIATIONS SO WE ARE GLAD TO SEE BLOOD AND OTHER CRAZY IMAGES WHEN WE CAN.

SO, IS IMAGERY IMPORTANT TO YOU?

THE BEST DIRECTOR FOR USING AMAZING IMAGERY IS

ROB ZOMBIE

ALL OF HIS FILMS HAVE VERY PSYCHOLOGICAL, BLOODY, AND CRAZY MOMENTS THAT WE RARELY SEE, SO WE TIP OUR HATS TO MR. ZOMBIES FILMS.

THE PHOTO BELOW IS THE BEST EXAMPLE OF HOW IMAGERY HAS AN IMPACT.

FRIDAY THE 13TH PART 2 - DEAD IN THE WATER

DEAD IN THE WATER?

POSSIBLY

SADLY PLATINUM DUNES OR WHOEVER HAS PAUSED THE PROJECT DUE TO "SCRIPT PROBLEMS" AND THEY WANT TO SEE HOW "A NIGHTMARE ON ELMSTREET" PERFORMS.

SO, IS THIS GOOD OR BAD? YOU DECIDE.

JASON VORHEES MAY HAVE KILLED FOR THE LAST TIME BUT HIS MEMORY STILL LIVES.

TWISTED

WE HAVE BROUGHT YOU 10 MOVIES YOU PROBABLY HAVEN'T SEEN WITH 10 OF THE BEST TWISTS.

ORIGINALLY "HAUTE TENSION" IN FRANCE THIS DUBBED FILM HAS THE BEST TWIST.

NO ONE COULD HONESTLY SAY THAT THEY SAW THIS MOVIES TWIST COMING.

AS THE TITLE SUGGEST, THIS MOVIE HAS AN AMAZING TWIST

THE END OF THIS MOVIE, IF YOU SAW THE UNRATED CUT, IS KIND OF CONFUSING.

THE TWIST IN THIS SAW FILM IS AS GOOD AS THE FIRSTS.

THIS FAMILY HAS A STRANGE WAY OF BEING UNITED.

WHO ARE THE REAL KILLERS?

THIS FILM HAS AN ORIGINAL TWIST.

THIS MOVIE, AND ITS REMAKE, HAS A GREAT TWIST.

THIS FILM HOLDS A GREAT TWIST AFTER AN HOUR AND A HALF OF FRIDAY THE 13TH RIP OFF.