Carnival of souls

Let’s get right into it…

The indefatigable Bill Sherman keeps on walking the post-Lost creepy hourlong drama beat. This time up, he looks at Night Stalker, comparing it to the original Stalker in both its TV movie and weekly series incarnations.

Pete Mesling’s Fearfodder is definitely a new favorite site of mine. He unearthed a couple of interesting links recently. First, he reminds me to remind all of you that Giant Magazine, the delightful pop-culture publication for which I review graphic novels, recently came up with its Scariest Movies of All Time list, which can be found online via The Guardian. Pete, I assure you The Shining made the top 15…

Second, Pete links to this interview with Clive Barker at Barker’s official fan site, Revelations. The usual talk of sequels to previous publishing projects and plans for upcoming movies abounds. Horror fans might also be interested in hearing Barker’s feelings on getting back in front of horror fandom, from which he’s been away for a while, at several upcoming horror cons.

Also on the Barker beat, Bloody Disgusting has some updates on the current status of Barker film projects The Plague and The Midnight Meat Train.

I don’t know why I never made this connection before, but Kevin Melrose at Dark But Shining makes a strong case for the central scene of William Golding’s Lord of the Flies as (though he doesn’t use the phrase himself) a monumental horror-image. That’s exactly what it is–surely it influenced my appreciation of such images even if I never picked up on it until now.

Des at the brilliantly titled Without Me You’re Only You is writing up one of his favorite horror movies every day all month. Fun stuff so far–just click over and keep scrolling.

Finally, just something I stumbled across while flipping through a magazine: Shadow of the Colossus, a video game that revolves around the awesomely intimidating nature of monsters that are really, really, really big. Take the vertiginous sensation of being dwarfed by skyscrapers or big sky country, add in the idea that the thing that’s dwarfing you is alive, and I think you’ll get a sense of why this is the sort of creature I really find exhilarating in a primal way. (It’s sort of like the flip side of the way my beloved sea monsters exploit depth.) Worth thinking about in advance of tomorrow’s Blog of Blood installment…