Is there someone inside you? Sometimes.

Who is it? I don’t know.


Candarian-Demon’s Horrific Humpday aka Netflix Wednesday : House on Haunted Hill

(1959) | WIlliam Castle | Horror, Mystery

Netflix | Imdb | Letterboxd

You’re a vampire Michael! My own brother, a goddamn, shit-sucking vampire! You wait ‘till mom finds out, buddy!


Come… follow me. We shall become one soul, one blood. Follow me. Death is waiting…

Vampyr, 1932 | Carl Theodor Dreyer.

Some places are like people: some shine and some don’t.

Nosferatu (1922)

A Nightmare on Elm Street 4: The Dream Master (1988)

Psycho opened in New York City at the DeMille Theater (and the Baronet) on Thursday June 16th 1960

Countdown to Halloween: The Thing (1982)

I know I’m human. And if you were all these things, then you’d just attack me right now, so some of you are still human. This thing doesn’t want to show itself, it wants to hide inside an imitation. It’ll fight if it has to, but it’s vulnerable out in the open. If it takes us over, then it has no more enemies, nobody left to kill it. And then it’s won.


Standing in line to see Night of the Living Dead (1968)