Sunday, June 12, 2011

Intro: How the horror began.

For the past eight years I have been buying and collecting every horror/exploitation movie I could get my grubby paws on. Everything from major studio works to tiny independent productions. I've scoured the internet for info on the latest and most brutal. Spent countless hours searching for those hard to find gems. And logged too many hours to count in a dark room lit only by the flicker of my tv. How did I get into horror movies? Why? Why should you care about my opinions (you shouldn't)? It's a long and sordid tale, so sit back, relax, and be enthralled.... or not.

Growing up I always had a decent library of horror movies on hand. Old VHSs of Hellraiser, Friday the 13th, A Nightmare on Elm Street, and The Thing recorded off HBO or copied from a friend. USAs Up All Night and TNTs MonsterVision were on the air ready to rot my brains and satisfy my horror hunger. You could even catch an all day horror marathon some Saturdays on the Sci-Fi channel. Suffice it to say, my childhood was filled with horror movies.