Horror On The Lens: Monster From Green Hell (dir by Kenneth G. Crane)


I hate wasps!

A lot of that is because I’ve never been stung by a wasp so I have no idea whether or not I’m allergic.  Considering that I’m allergic to almost everything else, it just seems likely that I would be allergic to wasps as well.

Another reason why I dislike wasps is that, opposed to hard-working honey bees, wasps just look evil.  They fly straight at you.  They get tangled in your hair.  They try to build their nests right next to your air conditioning unit.  They’re the worst!

1957’s Monster From Green Hell is all about evil wasps.  A group of scientists, working with the space program, come up with the brilliant idea of sending wasps into space.  When the wasp rocket crashes back to Africa, it leads to giant wasps and paralyzed victims.  Can the scientists who created the problem fix things?  Or will nature have to take care of itself?

Watch and find out!  This film is one of many “giant monster’ films to come out of the 50s but it’s perhaps more interesting as an examination of the fears of what would happen when mankind finally went into space.  Today, we take space exploration for granted.  In 1957, it was very exotic and, I imagine to some, very frightening.

One final note: Barbara Turner, the female lead in this film, is also the mother of actress Jennifer Jason Leigh.

 

Monday Live Tweet Alert: Join Us for Killdozer!


As some of our regular readers undoubtedly know, I am involved in hosting a few weekly live tweets on twitter and occasion ally Mastodon.  I host #FridayNightFlix every Friday, I co-host #ScarySocial on Saturday, and I am one of the five hosts of Mastodon’s #MondayActionMovie!  Every week, we get together.  We watch a movie.  We snark our way through it.

Tonight, for #MondayActionMovie, the film will be 1974’s Killdozer!

It should make for a night of fun viewing and I invite all of you to join in.  If you want to join the live tweets, just hop onto Mastodon, pull up Killdozer on YouTube, start the movie at 8 pm et, and use the #MondayActionMovie hashtag!

Enjoy!

 

October Positivity: Redeemed (dir by David A.R. White)


In 2014’s Redeemed, Ted McGinley plays Paul Tyson.

Paul is married to Beth (Teri Copley) and is a respected businessman who is in charge of a cybersecurity firm.  His latest project is Jericho which, if successful, could revolutionize the way that information is protected online.  A Brazilian firm is interested in buying Paul’s company, which could make Paul a very wealthy man.

However, Paul has some secrets.  Work on Jericho has not gone as smoothly as one might hope and Paul suspects that it might be due to corporate espionage.  Paul is several thousand dollars in debt and the bank has been sending him threatening letters.  When Paul’s friend David (David A.R. White, who also directed) splits with his wife, Paul starts to wonder whether any marriage can survive the modern age.  How do you keep a marriage strong in an increasingly complicated world?  Paul and Beth are supposed to be renewing the vows in the near-future but Paul is preoccupied with both his job and what appears to be a massive mid-life crisis.

Temptation arrives in the form of Julia (Ana Ayora), a beautiful woman who has been sent from Brazil to check out the company.  Paul finds himself attracted to Julia and they bond over many a night of corporate intrigue.  Paul finds himself growing distant from Beth.  Is Paul going to cheat and destroy his marriage?

(Actually, David explains that Paul is already cheating just by spending time with a woman other than this wife.  David also explains that he’s not the one who cheated in his marriage.  Instead, his wife met some guy in an Internet chatroom and she’s been talking to him nonstop.  They haven’t even met but it’s enough for David to move out of his house and into a hotel.  So, remember — if you’re married and you have any close friends of the opposite sex, you’re just a cheatin’ whore.  Sorry, I didn’t make the rules.)

Will Paul remain faithful to Beth?  And will he ever discover who is trying to sabotage Jericho?

On the positive side, Redeemed features Ted McGinley in a dramatic lead role and McGinley does a pretty good job with it.  There are a few times when Paul is simply too naive to be believable but that’s due to the script and not due to McGinley’s performance.  McGinley does the best he can with the material that he’s been given to work with.  I will also point out that the stock footage of Brazil was lovely.  Finally, David A.R. White is a pleasant-enough actor and his direction here gives the entire film a comfortable Lifetime sort of fell.

On the negative side …. ugh, that plot.  The corporate espionage stuff was hokey and Paul’s indecision about whether or not to commit adultery made his character seem more than a little flakey.  Paul’s married to a very tolerant and understanding woman and he has a beautiful family.  The fact that Paul was so easily tempted to throw all that away makes it difficult to have much sympathy for his character and it also makes his eventual “redemption” a bit difficult to buy.  I think most genuinely good husbands would be able to decide not to cheat on their wives without having to fly off to Brazil to think about it.  In the end, the film is very forgiving of Paul but it doesn’t convince the audience to feel the same way.

Redeemed is a film that celebrates marriage and leaves one appreciating divorce.

Brad reviews SESSION 9 (2001), starring David Caruso and Peter Mullan!


Gordon Fleming (Peter Mullan) the owner of a company that removes asbestos from old buildings, makes a bid for the work at the Danvers State Hospital in Massachusetts. In a desperate need for cash in his personal life, Gordon promises that his crew can complete the job in only one week, even though a job like this should normally take at least three weeks. His crew… Phil (David Caruso) is Gordon’s right hand man who tries to keep everyone else in line. This isn’t very easy these days considering that another member of the team is Hank (Josh Lucas), who’s currently “dating” (not the word Hank uses) Phil’s ex-girlfriend. The crew is rounded out by Mike (co-writer Stephen Gevedon), a law school dropout who seems to be way too smart to be doing this kind of work, and Jeff (Brendan Sexton III), Gordon’s nephew. As you might expect, once they begin the job, strange things start happening as the crew members find various items in the gigantic mental institution that once housed up to 2,400 people. Mike finds a box of tapes of nine therapy sessions detailing the case of Mary Hobbes, a patient with many personalities who may have murdered someone decades before. Meanwhile, Hank finds a stash of coins and other valuable items in one of the walls. A gambling addict, Hank goes back late that night when no one is around to collect his discovery. Things don’t go well and Hank doesn’t show up for work the next day. We’re led to believe that Hank has headed off to Florida for “casino school,” and this is where things start really getting weird as the pressure of the job and the strange events seem to be getting to the entire crew. When Jeff spots a very oddly acting Hank in the building a couple of days later, the sinister events at the Danvers State Hospital begin to completely unravel! 

Director Brad Anderson’s SESSION 9 is a creepy, slow burn that’s best described as a psychological horror film. It’s one of those movies where you can’t trust what you’re seeing on screen because the story is about the disturbed and damaged human mind. In my opinion, this is the most haunting kind of horror film because there are so many examples in the real world of mentally disturbed people committing horrific acts of violence. My wife has spent the last decade of her nursing career in the area of forensic psychology where she takes care of mentally ill individuals who have committed these types of horrible atrocities, often against the very people in their lives who take care of them. This is real world stuff. And the film’s setting, the actual Danvers State Hospital, also known as the Danvers Lunatic Asylum, in Danvers, Massachusetts, which operated from 1878 to 1992, adds a lot to the atmospheric feel of dread in the film. The Neo Gothic architecture of the facility, and the labyrinth of tunnels connecting the various buildings are a perfect setting for the creepy elements of Anderson’s story, and he takes full advantage of the location. The story and the setting set the stage for what feels like true terror, and I have to admit that SESSION 9 has stayed with me after my initial viewing. 

The cast of SESSION 9 is very effective. Though David Caruso receives top billing, the story really revolves around Gordon Fleming, portrayed by Peter Mullan. I primarily recognized Mullan from his interesting role as Jacob Snell in the excellent Netflix series OZARK, but he’s had quite a career as both an actor (TRAINSPOTTING, THE VANISHING) and director (THE MAGDALENE SISTERS). His quiet, internal performance is a solid anchor for the strange things going on around his crew. Caruso’s character is experiencing his own share of problems in his personal life, and the actor’s edgy intensity is a nice counterbalance to Mullan’s stillness. His life seems to be getting a little out of control and that dynamic works well for the moody paranoia of the film. Of the remaining performances, Josh Lucas seems to fair the best. His character isn’t really all that likable, but he does bring some humor to the role, and it’s ultimately the revelation of his character’s fate that begins to bring the story’s horrifying events to light. 

As I mentioned earlier, SESSION 9 is a slow burn of a film. Brad Anderson takes his sweet time setting the story up by introducing us to the dynamic of the main characters and placing them in the spectacular environment of the institution’s decaying buildings. It takes a bit for the doom and gloom to really start kicking in, so it’s possible that impatient or distracted viewers could lose interest as not much seems to be happening. I also wasn’t very surprised when the revelations of the story finally came to light. If you’re paying attention, the end moments of the movie aren’t as big of a “gotcha” as they could have been. But that’s all okay, because the brilliance of SESSION 9 is ultimately the mood it creates and the impending sense of dread we feel for the final discovery of what some of our characters may be capable of. In those aspects, SESSION 9 is a resounding success. 

Horror Review: Dead Alive aka Brainded (dir. by Peter Jackson)


“I kick ass for the Lord!” — Father McGruder

Peter Jackson’s Dead Alive (or Braindead, if you’re fancy about it) is what happens when deranged genius meets a barrel of fake blood and zero self-restraint. It’s equal parts grand guignol and Saturday morning cartoon—one of the bloodiest and funniest films ever made. Long before Jackson became the cinematic architect of The Lord of the Rings, he was a scrappy splatter artist, weaponizing gore and absurdity with childlike glee. And while his first two features, Bad Taste and Meet the Feebles, showcased raw chaos and puppet debauchery, Dead Alive marks his evolution—still insane, but sharpened, confident, and shockingly heartfelt in its bizarre way.

The film opens on Skull Island, that mythic symbol of cinematic imperialism, where bumbling white explorers snatch a grotesque hybrid creature—the infamous Sumatran Rat-Monkey. When one of them is bitten, the native tribesmen panic, shrieking “Singaya! Singaya!” while pointing at the wound. It’s grotesquely hilarious—dark humor rooted in colonial parody. For a few fleeting moments, Jackson seems to flirt with serious themes: the toxicity of imperial arrogance, cultural desecration, and the viral consequences of exploitation. You could easily write a twenty-page graduate thesis connecting this opening to the cannibal panic of 20th-century western adventure cinema. But then the movie rolls into prosthetic carnage and butt jokes, and you realize—thankfully—that Dead Alive is no place for academic solemnity.

The story moves to Wellington, New Zealand, where Lionel Cosgrove (Timothy Balme) lives under the suffocating grip of his passive-aggressive mother, Vera. She’s the kind of matriarch who vacuum-seals her son’s adulthood. When Lionel starts falling for Paquita (Diana Peñalver), a kind-hearted shop girl whose grandmother insists destiny has chosen them, Vera’s jealousy leads her to sabotage the romance—and right into a bite from the cursed Rat-Monkey. That’s when everything turns gleefully revolting.

Vera’s infection transforms her into a dripping monument of decay, devouring neighbors and spewing black sludge at tea parties. Lionel, too timid to kill her, instead tries to sedate and hide the growing zombie horde in his basement. Naturally, this plan collapses with the speed of a B-movie funeral, leading to an escalating chain reaction of undead madness. By the one-hour mark, Jackson isn’t directing a film anymore—he’s conducting a symphony of splatter.

Part of what makes Dead Alive endure is just how expertly it moves between the grotesque and the hilarious. Every melted face and gory evisceration is framed like a punchline. Jackson’s camera zooms, tilts, and spins through crimson chaos with joyous purpose. The gore isn’t meant to horrify; it’s kinetic comedy, pure visual rhythm. By the time Lionel revs up his lawnmower for the film’s final massacre—quite possibly the most ambitious use of landscaping equipment in film history—Dead Alive has transcended genre. It’s no longer horror or comedy. It’s delirium art.

Of course, the cast of oddballs steals plenty of the show. Father McGruder, the kung-fu priest, delivers the film’s single most quoted line—“I kick ass for the Lord!”—before dropkicking zombies with ecclesiastical authority. The zombie baby, born from two reanimated corpses who just couldn’t keep their limbs off each other, is another masterstroke of twisted creativity. Lionel’s attempt to civilize the infant, leading to a playground brawl between man and monster-stroller, might be the most deranged slapstick sequence ever shot.

It’s the tactile nature of Dead Alive that makes it timeless. The production team drenched every set in homemade latex, goo, and fake blood—over 300 liters for the finale alone. No digital shortcuts, just pure craft and chaos. You can see Jackson’s imagination fermenting into the precision that would one day fuel his massive fantasy epics. Every scene here, beneath its slime and slapstick, demonstrates an intuitive cinematic intelligence.

If someone wanted to, they could absolutely load an academic essay with postcolonial readings, Freudian analyses, or references to Julia Kristeva’s theory of abjection—arguing that Vera embodies the grotesque maternal figure polluting the symbolic order. You could apply Deleuze and Guattari, Lacan, or even Foucault if you were persistent (and a little delusional). But Dead Alive doesn’t invite theory—it belly-laughs in the face of it. This isn’t a film to decode; it’s a film to experience, preferably with popcorn and zero pretension. Jackson knows exactly what he’s making and relishes every revolting frame of it.

More than thirty years later, Dead Alive remains the filthiest funhouse in horror history—an outrageous blend of low-budget energy, visual wit, and pure imagination. It might gesture briefly toward colonial rot and unchecked power, but ultimately, this movie isn’t about guilt or grandeur. It’s about having the best possible time making the worst possible mess.

For scholars, it’s a nightmare to analyze. For horror lovers, it’s cinematic nirvana. And somewhere in between all the entrails and laughter, you realize Peter Jackson’s greatest early lesson: sometimes, the most profound statement a film can make is “Relax—it’s just blood.”

Horror Scenes that I Love: Tor Johnson In The Unearthly


We honor the birthday of Tor Johnson with today’s scene of the day.

Even though Tor Johnson is playing a character named Lobo, today’s scene that I love isn’t from Ed Wood’s 1955 film, Bride of the Monster. Instead, it’s from 1957’s The Unearthly. In this film, Lobo is now John Carradine’s servant. (Lobo made quite a career out of working for mad scientists.) The Unearthly was directed by Boris Peftroff, a friend of Wood’s, so it’s not improbable that this film’s Lobo was meant to be the same Lobo as the one who appeared in Bride of the Monster and Night of the Ghouls.

Anyway, in this scene, Tor does his usual Lobo stuff while John Carradine plays the piano. “Time for go to bed,” Lobo says at one point, a much-mocked line but one that is delivered with a bit of gentleness by Tor Johnson. My point is that Tor did the best that he could and bless him for it.

October True Crime: Getting Gotti (dir by Roger Young)


In this 1994 made-in-Canada movie, Anthony Denison plays John Gotti.  We watch as he goes from being a street boss to Paul Castellano to assassinating Castellano so that he can take over the Gambino crime family.  Gotti thinks that he’s the king of New York and he’s convinced that no one will ever bring him down.  U.S. Attorney Diana Giacalone (Lorraine Bracco) is determined to prove him wrong.  She becomes the first of many prosecutors to try to get Gotti and Gotti reacts by having his attorney launch a series of outrageously misogynistic attacks against her.  Gotti doesn’t just want to defeat Diana.  He also wants to humiliate her.  Diane may have the evidence but Gotti’s got the money.  Who will get Gotti?

Now, I guess I could argue here that the horror aspect of this film comes from the crimes that Gotti commits.  And it is true that we see Gotti kill a number of people.  He’s a sadistic killer, the type who will shoot someone twenty more times than he needs to.  As the last of the truly flamboyant gangsters, Gotti would go on to become something of a pop cultural institution.  But one should not overlook the fact that, for all of his charisma and bravado, John Gotti was not a nice guy.  Of course, I should also point out that none of that charisma is really present in Anthony Denison’s performance as Gotti.  As played by Denison, John Gotti — the so-called Teflon Don whose greatest strength was his shamelessness — comes across as being a little boring.

Actually, the scariest thing about this film is Lorraine Bracco’s performance as Diana Giacalone.  Bracco does a lot of yelling as Giacalone.  Sometimes, it’s understandable.  Giacalone is portrayed as being someone who grew up on the same tough streets as Gotti and who resents people like Gotti and the Mafia giving a bad name to Italians in general.  The problem is that Bracco yells her lines even when there’s no reason to be yelling.  At one point, she discovers that someone screwed up her lunch order and she screams about it as if the world is ending.  Visiting her mother (Ellen Burstyn) for the holidays, Giacalone yells at her family.  When the verdict comes in, Giacalone yells some more.  The yelling is pretty much nonstop and, as a result, one starts to feel that the other U.S. attorneys might have a point when they say that Giacalone is a loose cannon.  The film tries to present her as being a strong, no-bullshit woman who is going up against an army of misogynists but there’s more to being strong than just yelling.  It would be such a big deal if the film had given her a personality beyond yelling but it doesn’t.  I blame the script more than I blame Lorraine Bracco, who can be a very good actress when cast in the right role.

Getting Gotti pretty much hits every Mafia cliche.  Whenever anyone drives around the old neighborhood, Italian string music plays.  There’s a moment where Giacalone yells that her goal is to make sure that people understand that the Mafia isn’t “Al Pacino looking soulful” in The Godfather.  I had to wonder if Giacalone had ever actually watched The Godfather.  Seriously, an Italian attacking The Godfather?  Who does she think she is, Joe Columbo?

Gotti remains the Gotti film to watch.

20 Films For The Week (10/19/25)


A Few Classics

The original The Omen (1976) can currently be viewed on Tubi.  The Omen is still the best of all of the 1970s apocalypse movies.  Whereas later Omen films would increasingly get bogged down with overly elaborate death scenes, the first Omen still holds up as a genuinely scary movie.  The scene with David Warner and that plate of glass …. agck!  Damien Thorne was never creepier than he was in The Omen, perhaps because little Harvey Stephens didn’t know that he was playing a villain.  Unfortunately, it doesn’t appear that the sequels are available to stream for free.  I have a soft spot for the mess that is Damien: Omen II.  The Omen can be viewed here.

Of the many film that were inspired by The Omen, my favorite remains The Visitor (1979).  John Huston — yes, the director — plays a Polish angel who lives on a plant far away.  Huston is sent to Earth to rescue 8 year-old Katy, who has psychic powers and who has apparently been picked to mate with her half-brother and give birth to the Antichrist.  Lance Henriksen plays a Satanist who also owns a basketball team.  Mel Ferrer, Shelley Winters, Glenn Ford, and director Sam Peckinpah all have small roles.  Franco Nero plays Jesus!  This is a visually stunning and narratively berserk film.  The Visitor is on Tubi.

The Changeling (1980) is an absolutely brilliant horror film that should definitely be seen by more people.  After a family tragedy, widower George C. Scott moves into a mansion that turns out to be haunted.  It all links back to potential scandal involving a U.S. Senator, played by Melvyn Douglas.  Well-acted, this film has tons of atmosphere and one of the best seance scenes that I’ve ever seen.  The Changeling is on Tubi.

If The Changeling is an unusually intelligent haunted house film, Burnt Offerings (1976) is perhaps the opposite.  It’s a remarkably dumb film but thanks to the performances of Karen Black and Oliver Reed and the no-holds barred direction of Dan Curtis, it’s still a pretty scary movie.  Poor Bette Davis is wasted in one of her final roles.  You’ll cheer when the chimney collapses.  Burnt Offerings is on Tubi.

John Saxon later said that making Cannibal Apocalypse (1980) was one of the most depressing experiences of his career, just because he wasn’t prepared for how gory the film would get and he wasn’t particularly happy about the idea of playing a veteran-turned-cannibal.  That feeling certainly comes through in his performance, which ironically is so authentic that it elevates Cannibal Apocalypse above the typical Italian zombie/cannibal film.  Giovanni Lombardo Radice and Tony King give excellent performances as Saxon’s fellow cannibals and the entire film is far more emotionally effective than it has any right to be.  Cannibal Apocalypse can be viewed on Tubi.

The Black Cat (1981) never gets as much attention as it deserves but it’s probably one of Lucio Fulci’s more accessible films.  An adaptation of the Edgar Allan Poe short story, it features David Warbeck at his most likable, Patrick Magee at his most demented, and a killer cat with more than 9 lives.  The Black Cat can be viewed on Shudder.

I, Madman (1989) is a personal favorite of mine, largely because I relate to the main character played by Jenny Wright.  Wright plays an aspiring actress and bookstore employee who becomes obsessed with the horror novels of an obscure pulp fiction writer named Malcolm Brand.  Suddenly, murders start to occur that seem to match the murders in the books.  Both Jenny Wright and Clayton Rohner give likable performances in this film and Randall William Cook’s disfigured surgeon is a wonderful villain.  I, Madman can be viewed on Tubi.

Time After Time (1979) provides viewers with the rare chance to see Malcolm McDowell play a gentle soul.  McDowell plays H.G. Wells, whose time machine is used by Jack the Ripper (David Warner) to escape into the modern age.  Wells pursues him.  Time After Time is as much a love story as it is a thriller.  (McDowell married his co-star Mary Steenburgen.)  McDowell, Warner, and Steenburgen all give excellent performances.  Time after Time is on Tubi.

Malcolm McDowell is far more sinister in Paul Schrader’s 1982 film, Cat People.  Cat People was made at a time when cocaine was very popular in Hollywood and the film has all the excessive hallmarks of a production that was under the influence.  It’s about thirty minutes too long, the plot makes little sense, and Schrader sometimes seems to be struggling with determining what it is he’s trying to say.  That said, it’s also an atmospheric and stylish film and it has a killer soundtrack.  The sequence where Annette O’Toole is menaced while jogging and then swimming still creeps me out.  Cat People can be viewed on Prime.

Tombs of the Blind Dead (1972) was the first and the most effective of several Spanish horror films to feature Templar zombies wrecking havoc on the countryside.  This film is atmospheric and creepy and features some of the most convincing zombies to ever appear in a movie.  This film also actually manages to effectively use slow motion.  The Blind Dead are pure nightmare fuel.  Tombs of the Blind Dead can be viewed on Tubi.

Hack and Slash

Directed by Bill Rebane, Blood Harvest (1989) tells the story of a young woman who returns to her family home, just to discover that her parents are missing and the house has been vandalized.  As the bodies are strung up in a nearby barn, viewers are left to try to figure out who the killer is.  Is it the handsome and hunky Gary?  Or is it his brother, Mervo?  Mervo, who deals with stress by putting on clown makeup, is played by Tiny Tim, a notably eccentric singer.  This is one of those odd films that everyone simply has to see once.  It can be viewed on Tubi.

Directed by Joseph Zito, The Prowler (1981) is a notably gruesome but undeniably effective slasher film.  The gore effects were provided by Tom Savini.  Zito keeps the action moving, the cast is filled with actors who are likable enough to make up for the fact that none of the characters are written to have much depth, and the killer is truly frightening.  The Prowler can be viewed on Tubi.

Terror Train (1980) is another classic slasher film that is perfect for Halloween viewing, as all of the victims are in costume and the killer is a master of disguise.  The train makes for a wonderfully claustrophobic setting and the film owes as much to the Italian giallo genre as it does to the typical American slasher film.  Jamie Lee Curtis, Hart Bochner, and Timothy Webber are amongst those being stalked.  Ben Johnson is wonderful as a conductor.  Even magician David Copperfield is put to good use.  Terror Train can be viewed on Tubi.

Prom Night (1980) is another Canadian classic.  This is film the mixes disco with slasher thrills.  Jamie Lee Curtis rallies the school with her dance moves.  Leslie Nielsen gives one of his final “serious” performances at the principal of the school.  The kills are genuinely frightening and, given that most of the victims are either likable or determined to live, genuinely sad.  The twist ending works a hundred times better than it should.  Prom Night!  Everything is alright!  I love this movie.  It can be viewed on Tubi.

The House on Sorority Row (1982) is a diabolically clever little slasher film about a prank gone wrong.  One minute, you’re accidentally causing your house mother to have a heart attack after you pull a gun on her.  The next minute, you’re getting tossed in a shallow grave.  The main lesson here is don’t try anything like this when you’ve also got a big, end-of-the-year college bash to put together.  Director Mark Rosman comes up with some truly inspired visuals.  Eileen Davidson gives a great performance as the sorority sister who can’t believe how difficult it is to cover up a murder.  It can be viewed on Tubi.

Finally, Mountaintop Motel Massacre (1983) is not as well-known as some of the other films that I’ve mentioned but it features a memorably isolated location and a few effective scares.  It’s a good example of the rural slasher.  It can be viewed on Tubi.

Odds and Ends

Zombie Nightmare (1987) features a long-haired zombie, an early performance from Tia Carrere, and an oddly serious performance from Adam West.  The zombie is played a heavy metal musician named Jon-Mikl Thor.  It’s a film so ludicrous that it becomes entertaining.  It can be viewed on Tubi.

Ghost Story (1981) features a dead woman whose ghost returns, seeking vengeance on a group of elderly men who, decades before, covered up her death.  Fred Astaire, John Houseman, Melvyn Douglas, and Douglas Fairbanks Jr. play the four men.  Alice Krige is the ghost.  Patricia Neal is Astaire’s wife.  Craig Wasson plays twins.  It’s a bit of an uneven film but it still has its moments.  It can be viewed on Prime.

Night Terror (1977), which is also known as Night Drive, features Valerie Harper as a woman trying to drive from Phoenix to Denver over the course of the night and finding herself pursued by a mute psycho played by Richard Romanus.  Clocking in at 74 minutes, Night Terror is suspenseful and features good performances from both Harper and Romanus.  It can be viewed on Prime.

Finally, The Little Girl Who Lives Down The Lane (1977) is a creepy little film starring Jodie Foster as a child who will stop at nothing to keep people from figuring out that she’s living on her own.  The true monster in this film is played, quite memorably, by Martin Sheen.  It can be viewed on Prime.

4 Shots From 4 Horror Films: The 1970s Part Two


This October, I’m going to be doing something a little bit different with my contribution to 4 Shots From 4 Films.  I’m going to be taking a little chronological tour of the history of horror cinema, moving from decade to decade.

Today, we continue with the 70s!

4 Shots From 4 Horror Films

The Texas Chainsaw Massacre (1974, dir by Tobe Hooper)

The Texas Chainsaw Massacre (1974, dir by Tobe Hooper)

Jaws (1975, dir by Steven Spielberg)

Jaws (1975, dir by Steven Spielberg)

Carrie (1976, dir by Brian DePalma)

Carrie (1976, dir by Brian DePalma)

The Omen (1976, dir by Richard Donner)

The Omen (1976, dir by Richard Donner)

Isolation to Madness: The Dark Genius of Carpenter’s Apocalypse Trilogy


“Reality’s not what it used to be.” – Sutter Cane

John Carpenter’s Apocalypse Trilogy is widely regarded as a foundational pillar of modern horror cinema, uniting three seemingly diverse films—The Thing (1982), Prince of Darkness (1987), and In the Mouth of Madness (1994)—under a singular thematic and philosophical canopy. Together, they explore cosmic horror, a subgenre of horror fiction that emphasizes humanity’s profound insignificance in a vast, indifferent, and often hostile universe. This trilogy traces a carefully crafted trajectory of escalating menace—from tangible physical fears to metaphysical anxieties, culminating in deep epistemological crises. By doing so, Carpenter’s trilogy challenges the audience’s very perceptions of reality, identity, and trust, pushing viewers to confront existential questions cloaked within horror narratives.

This study offers a comprehensive analysis of each film in sequence, revealing their major thematic concerns and unpacking Carpenter’s distinctive stylistic choices that unite the trilogy into one cohesive vision of apocalypse and despair. The analysis reveals that the trilogy extends beyond horror storytelling, engaging instead with the anxieties surrounding human perception, the limitations of knowledge, and cosmic insignificance.

John Carpenter and the Cosmic Horror Tradition

John Carpenter is celebrated for his ability to move beyond conventional scares, crafting atmospheric and philosophical horror that delves deeply into existential dread. While his debut with Halloween secured his place in slasher cinema, Carpenter’s Apocalypse Trilogy marks his most profound engagement with the tradition of cosmic horror, heavily influenced by the works of H.P. Lovecraft. These films focus less on conventional monsters and more on entities and forces beyond human comprehension that systematically erode sanity, faith, and the familiar social order.

In essence, Carpenter’s cosmic horror examines the frailty of human understanding in the face of vast, unknowable forces. His films suggest that the perceived stability of reality, morality, and identity are slender constructs that can unravel rapidly when exposed to those cosmic truths. This philosophical underpinning provides the connective tissue for the trilogy, positioning it as a sustained meditation on humanity’s precarious and often deluded sense of place within the universe.

Carpenter combines his hallmark minimalist aesthetic with unsettling soundscapes to create settings steeped in dread and uncertainty. These environments refuse to offer comfort or clarity. Instead, they become spaces where reality’s veneer thins, paranoia grows, and the audience is drawn into the slow disintegration of order.

The Thing: The Anatomy of Isolation and Paranoia

The trilogy begins in the frozen desolation of an Antarctic research station—a brutally unforgiving landscape depicted through Carpenter’s distinct minimalist style. The opening, consisting of sweeping, stark aerial shots paired with Ennio Morricone’s haunting bass synth score, plunges viewers into an environment defined by isolation and claustrophobia.

The physical environment functions as an active force in the story, enhancing tension and alienation. It becomes impossible for the characters—and the audience—to escape the oppressive atmosphere, emphasizing themes of entrapment and despair.

Carpenter’s adaptation of Campbell’s Who Goes There? foregrounds psychological horror, centering around an alien organism that perfectly imitates any living creature it infects. This ability destroys the survivors’ social cohesion, as the possibility that anyone might be the alien breeds constant suspicion and fear. The alien infection acts metaphorically, symbolizing humanity’s deepest anxieties about identity, otherness, and contamination.

Rob Bottin’s practical special effects remain iconic, transforming the concept of body horror into palpable cinematic terror. Scenes such as the infected dogs blending with the humans visually communicate the indivisibility of friend and foe, reinforcing the thematic belief that not even one’s own body is fully trustworthy.

The film’s ambiguous finale, where the surviving characters share an uneasy, silent distrust, masterfully underscores existential despair. Echoing Sartre’s famous assertion that “Hell is other people,” Carpenter closes with no clear resolution, reinforcing a bleak worldview that permeates the entire trilogy.

Prince of Darkness: When Science Meets Metaphysical Terror

The second chapter shifts from Antarctic physicality to a metaphysical siege within a Los Angeles church, where scientists and clergy confront a cryptic green liquid imprisoning an ancient quantum entity identified as Satan. Carpenter weaves a thematic collision between faith and science, positioning the characters in a supernatural standoff that tests the limits of rational belief.

This paradigm collision is central to the film’s tension. Characters engage in empirical inquiry and theological reflection, yet neither fails to fully grasp or control the cosmic forces unleashed. Dreams broadcast across neural networks, quantum mechanics concepts, and disorienting visions unravel the sense of coherent reality and blur lines between the physical and the spiritual.

Mirrors act as critical motifs, symbolizing portals or gateways that problematize identity and perception. As reality itself becomes infected and fractured, the boundaries between natural and supernatural, self and Other, disintegrate. This thematic decay anticipates the disintegration of reality that reaches its apex in In the Mouth of Madness. The siege allegory encapsulates humanity’s futile attempts to impose order over chaos.

In the Mouth of Madness: The Apocalypse of the Mind

The trilogy culminates in a meta-textual horror narrative tracing John Trent, an insurance investigator ensnared by the vanishing horror novelist Sutter Cane. This film explores the erosion of reality and identity as Trent journeys into a fictional world that becomes concrete, gradually dissolving the distinctions between fact and fiction, sanity and madness.

Drawing explicitly on Lovecraftian ideas of forbidden knowledge and cosmic despair, Carpenter situates the archetypal theme in a modern media environment. Cane’s novels exert a parasitic force upon readers, triggering apocalyptic psychological and ontological shifts that implicate society itself.

The narrative layering intensifies to a climax wherein Trent watches a film adaptation of his destructive unraveling, collapsing the barrier between spectator and spectacle. This recursive structure evokes chilling reflection on the instability of identity and reality.

The phrase “losing me” becomes a haunting leitmotif. Characters’ gradual loss of selfhood illustrates cosmic horror’s existential core: the dissolution of individuality under the weight of incomprehensible cosmic forces, a theme central to the trilogy as a whole.

Escalating Terror: From Bodily Invasion to Psychic Annihilation

This collection of films explores a profound and unsettling meditation on humanity’s place in an uncaring, vast cosmos, using horror as a lens to examine themes of isolation, paranoia, faith, knowledge, and the tenuous nature of reality. Without explicitly presenting themselves as a connected series, they create a rich thematic tapestry that invites viewers to contemplate not only external terrors but the fragility of human systems meant to protect meaning and identity.

The opening confronts the visceral and physical: a mysterious alien force invades bodies, dissolving trust and social cohesion. This invasion is deeply symbolic, reflecting fears of contamination, loss of self, and the breakdown of community ties. The body becomes a battleground where identity is no longer stable, and the enemy might be anyone—including oneself. This phase grounds horror in concrete fears but already sows the seeds of existential uncertainty.

From there, the narrative moves to a metaphysical plane where science, religion, and philosophy—humanity’s traditional pillars of understanding—struggle and fail to contain an ever-spreading cosmic evil. This shift from physical threat to metaphysical chaos illustrates how human knowledge and faith are insufficient to explain or confront the vast, dark unknown. The intermingling of scientific inquiry and religious dread reveals a universe that defies compartmentalized understanding, forcing a reckoning with ambiguity and the unknown. With reality itself starting to fray at the edges, the threat becomes more abstract yet no less terrifying.

The final movement confronts the fragility of perception and reality itself. As realities collapse, identities dissolve, and narrative and truth blur, the horror becomes psychological and epistemological—loss of sanity, loss of self, loss of a stable world. This breakdown reveals the highest level of terror, where nothing can be trusted, no truth is certain, and reality is malleable. It captures the profound human fear of mental disintegration and the obliteration of meaning in an indifferent universe.

Together, these stages chart a journey from external bodily threat to metaphysical disruption and ultimately to existential collapse. They reveal horror not just as fear of outward monsters but as internal decay of mind, belief, and identity, underscoring human vulnerability not only to external forces but to the fragility of cognition and existence. This arc reflects deep anxieties about human limitations: no matter the knowledge or faith, cosmic forces remain beyond control, making certainty an illusion. By layering escalating horrors, the films engage on emotional and intellectual levels, inviting lasting reflection on fear, reality, and humanity’s place in the cosmos.

The Limitations of Human Knowledge

Across all three films in John Carpenter’s Apocalypse Trilogy, the limits of human knowledge are a central theme. Characters—whether scientists, clergy, or ordinary people—try to impose order and meaning on forces they cannot understand or control. But they consistently face phenomena far beyond their cognition, revealing the fragility of human certainty. This motif challenges anthropocentrism and critiques human arrogance by exposing absolute truth and certainty as illusions in a vast, indifferent cosmos.

In The Thing, the alien defies identification or control, sowing paranoia among the survivors. Scientific tests fail, and certainty dissolves into fear that anyone could be the monster. The alien symbolizes the unknown randomness and uncontrollability threatening human identity and social bonds.

Prince of Darkness deepens this theme by confronting the limits of both science and faith. A cosmic evil trapped in a mysterious liquid defies both scientific and religious understanding. The film blurs boundaries between science, theology, and metaphysics, suggesting human knowledge is incomplete and vulnerable to forces beyond comprehension. The inevitability of apocalypse underscores the insufficiency of human understanding.

In In the Mouth of Madness, epistemological collapse is central. Reality and fiction merge, and the protagonist loses grip on truth. Carpenter suggests reality depends on belief and narrative, making truth unstable. This reveals the ultimate vulnerability of human cognition and identity.

Together, these films show that no human system—scientific, religious, or cultural—can fully grasp or control the universe’s nature. This breeds existential horror, highlighting human fragility and limited knowledge on a cosmic scale.

Carpenter’s trilogy aligns with Lovecraftian cosmic horror, updating its themes with contemporary anxieties. The films go beyond simple scares to challenge viewers to confront the fragility of knowledge, reality, and identity, giving the trilogy lasting philosophical weight and emotional power.

Stylistic Mastery: Minimalism and Ambiguity

Carpenter’s hallmark minimalist style is a key part of what makes the Apocalypse Trilogy so effective and enduring in its impact. His careful framing often restricts what the audience can see, focusing attention on essential details while leaving much to the imagination. This approach compels viewers to fill in unseen gaps themselves, which creates heightened suspense and engages the viewer’s own fears. Rather than overwhelming the audience with explicit gore or frantic action, subdued movements and carefully controlled pacing allow tension to build slowly and organically. This slow burn style deepens engagement by forcing the audience into a state of heightened alertness and anticipation.

Carpenter’s sound design is equally important to the films’ mood. Low-frequency drones and eerie synth scores envelop viewers in an unsettling sonic atmosphere that mirrors the creeping dread in the story. These soundscapes don’t seek to startle but to create pervasive unease—a feeling that danger lurks just beyond perception. The music often mimics the alien or supernatural presence itself—unpredictable, cold, vast—helping to reinforce themes of existential dread and the incomprehensibility of the cosmic forces involved.

The combination of minimalism in visuals and sound creates a liminal space where reality feels unstable and disorienting. Audiences experience not only the narrative horror but also a profound sense of ambiguity and existential uncertainty. This stylistic restraint deliberately avoids clear answers or visual excess, underlining the theme that the real terror is ineffable and beyond human understanding. The unknown and unseen become the most frightening elements, much in line with the tradition of cosmic horror that Carpenter’s trilogy embodies.

In addition, ambiguity in character behavior and narrative direction invites multiple interpretations. Questions are often left unanswered—What exactly is the alien’s goal? How much control do the characters really have? What is the nature of the “darkness” in Prince of Darkness? This lack of closure compels viewers to wrestle with uncertainty and the limits of human cognition, mirroring the trilogy’s philosophical concerns.

In integrating this stylistic mastery, Carpenter crafts a cinematic experience that is not merely about monsters or scares but about immersing viewers in the unsettling, unstable space where human understanding falters. This immersive uncertainty evokes the core cosmic horror concept: that our place in the universe is fragile, our perceptions unreliable, and the forces around us ultimately unknowable.

Subtextual Depth and Cultural Legacy

These three films transcends traditional horror by engaging deeply with contemporary anxieties about faith, knowledge, identity, and the influence of mass media on how reality is perceived. It reflects the emotional and intellectual struggles of postmodern individuals trying to navigate a fragmented, uncertain world. Rather than offering simple resolution or catharsis, Carpenter’s bleak vision portrays apocalypse as a slow, creeping dissolution of human confidence and coherence. This approach adds philosophical weight and emotional resonance that have secured the trilogy’s lasting impact on horror cinema and cosmic horror traditions.

The films challenge viewers to confront fears beyond the supernatural or monstrous, focusing instead on the fragility of belief systems and the vulnerability of identity in a world where truth is unstable. By threading themes of epistemological uncertainty and spiritual crisis throughout, the trilogy mirrors the postmodern condition, where mass media distorts reality, and personal and collective certainties erode. Carpenter’s work thus becomes an exploration not only of cosmic terror but also of cultural disintegration and psychological fragility.

This subtextual richness extends the trilogy’s legacy beyond genre boundaries, influencing later horror films and narratives that explore existential dread and the human condition’s limits. The trilogy’s refusal to simplify or resolve its themes encourages ongoing reflection on the nature of fear, reality, and human understanding — making it a profound philosophical statement as well as a cinematic achievement.

The Enduring Power of Carpenter’s Dark Vision

The Apocalypse Trilogy by John Carpenter is far more than a collection of horror films; it is a profound meditation on humanity’s fragility, the dissolution of trust, and the shattering of reality itself. Through The Thing, Carpenter explores the primal fear of isolation and the collapse of social bonds when faced with an enemy that hides among us, perfectly embodying the horror of paranoia and mistrust. Moving into Prince of Darkness, the trilogy confronts the collision of science and faith, unraveling the foundations of knowledge and belief as cosmic evil seeps into the rational world and forces characters to confront metaphysical chaos. Finally, In the Mouth of Madness pushes this existential crisis to its zenith, dismantling the very concept of reality and identity through a meta-narrative that implicates not only its characters but also its viewers in the apocalypse of the mind.

What ties these films together, beyond surface narrative dissimilarities, is their shared thematic obsession with the limits of human understanding and the erosion of the self. Each film intensifies the scale of horror—from bodily invasion to spiritual contagion to the complete annihilation of the individual’s perception of reality—revealing Carpenter’s uniquely bleak worldview steeped in Lovecraftian cosmic horror. Through restrained yet evocative stylistic choices, utilizing minimalist visuals and sound design, Carpenter immerses audiences in atmospheres of claustrophobia, dread, and creeping madness. This underlines a core message: true horror lies not in external monsters but in the internal unravelling of everything we rely on—trust, faith, and the coherence of reality.

The Apocalypse Trilogy is a quintessential study of “losing me,” a phrase echoed in In the Mouth of Madness but foreshadowed throughout the series. It captures a universal existential anxiety about identity’s fragility in the face of implacable, incomprehensible forces. Carpenter’s films, in their relentless exploration of despair and dissolution, resist offering hope or redemption, instead presenting apocalypse not as spectacular destruction but as a slow, inevitable erosion of the human condition itself.

John Carpenter’s Apocalypse Trilogy stands as a landmark achievement in horror cinema and cosmic horror literature adaptation. It confronts viewers with unsettling questions about what makes us human and how easily those foundations may crumble. More than a trilogy of scares, it is a dark genius unfolding in three acts—charting a terrifying journey “from isolation to madness” that challenges the very nature of reality, faith, and the self. It demands that we not only watch the horror but reckon with the unsettling possibility that within each of us lies the capacity for both fear and dissolution in equal measure.