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Childhood Terror: Panic in the Pool

  It was NOT a dark and stormy night. It was a bright and sunny day. I was probably about ten years old, alone in my back yard, poised on the edge of the diving board. I remember the water below: clear, smooth, and inviting. I was allowed to swim alone. I just couldn’t. I’d [...]


A New Addition to the Halloween Franchise

Yesterday my colleague Randi was talking about the portrayal of women in horror, particular as virgins and whores. Virgins get to live, whores get to die. There's a scene in the film Identity (2003) that speaks to this directly--we think the prostitute alone has survived the carnage, only to find out we--the viewer--were deluding ourselves: [...]


Virgins and Whores, Part One

I’ve re-written this post on the portrayal of women in horror movies seventeen times. Some drafts were eloquent, proper, and very dull. Others were more colourful in tone, peppered with pussy-words and “fucks” and such. Here’s the thing--I’m angry. I’m an angry feminist who is just so disenchanted by the way my gender is represented [...]

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Say Goodbye to Mrs. Voorhees

Friday the 13th is one of the first movies I can remember seeing. I have a vivid recollection of Mrs. Voorhees hissing, "Kill her, Mommy. Killer for me," and it continues to haunt my dreams even today. And then in Part II, when Surviving Blonde Girl finds Jason's shrine containing Mrs. Voorhee's cream cableknit sweater [...]


In my first post on The Netherlands, I touched briefly on the fact that we had the largest East India Trading company for quite some time: The Vereenigde Oostindische Compagnie or VOC for short. We pretty much monopolized the trade for well over a century. Though this was great for merchants, life aboard those ships [...]

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