Can we all agree that these posters are much, much cooler than our lame green one featuring an over-sized picture of Mia Farrow's head?


Sexy like Frank Langella? No. Gary Oldman as he seduces Winona Ryder? No. Dracula is actually an old, decrepit miser.
A lover? Not exactly. It's more entertaining this way, but the Count has long lost the ability to love. His motives are spite, lust, and, of course, the need for blood.

anticoagulants that prevent its hosts blood from clotting.
I know this post is late--I've been absent a few days, but I promise I'm back to stay. What inspired me to post this today is that I went and saw Let Me In. I was reminded, while I sat there spellbound, that the novel the movie is based on is one of the best books I have ever read, and I doubt I will ever read anything as inventive, emotional, or well-written ever again. Unless it's a new Clive Barker novel, of course.
, and Let the Right One In. You will not be disappointed.






these; take, for instance, "Snow, Glass, Apples," which is a twist on the classic tale "Snow White." The brilliance here is that it's told from the "Evil" Queen's point of view, and Snow White is, shall we say, not so innocent. Or human. The genius just oozes off the page. I will never look at that girl in the glass coffin in the same way. It's creepy, true to the folklore Snow White's condition is linked to, and the voice is so distinct and convincing that old Queenie becomes a sympathetic character.

These books were all written by Koji Suzuki, who is often hailed as the "Japanese Stephen King." This isn't surprising, because he writes extremely well. The idea that watching television could kill you is revolutionary but...(spoiler alert!)...the idea that a video could contain a virus, which mutates and is, for all intents and purposes, the perfect killer, is AWESOME.
To celebrate Halloween, most blogs are doing a month-long feature. My blog will focus on the greatest pieces of horror literature. When I can, I’ll try to provide some text with each feature, but school and work are pretty crazy, so a few pictures or a video might be the best I can do.
For the first entry, I’ve chosen my favorite piece of literate of all time: Clive Barker’s Books of Blood series, six volumes of short stories. First, let’s talk about the movies that have been made from these stories. The Book of Blood is based off of the two stories that begin and end the series. It’s not really a good movie, but the stories are fabulous. The Midnight Meat Train is next—that movie is pretty great. Book two feat
ures Dread, one of the best movies I have ever seen (the picture to the right is artwork from the film); it’s also my favorite story in the series, save “Jacqueline Ess: Her Will and Testament.” I cannot recommend Dread enough. The story is supreme, the acting is spot-on, and it is actually scary. It gets under your skin. Book three’s standout, “Rawhead Rex,” was made into a film but it is so bad Clive has disowned it and I can’t even find a copy to watch it. Volume five of the series has “The Forbidden,” which was adapted into Candyman; I maintain that movie is a poetic masterpiece. Volume six has the near-novella “The Last Illusion,” which Clive adapted into his third film The Lord of Illusions. Of all Clive’s films this one is the best—complex story, great special effects, and Clive managed to merge a horror film with a detective drama with ease. Anyway….
OH MY GOD this is the best collection of short stories I have ever—EVER—read. Take a chance and read them; you’ll enjoy it. Clive did a special series of paintings to serve as the covers for the 1986 reprint (the second from the bottom, of the woman with skull earrings and spirits in her hair, is the adaptation of “Jacqueline Ess,” which hangs proudly on my wall).