American Horror Story S9E6: Episode 100
Murder sells.
Context, in Damon Lindelof’s new version of Watchmen, is everything.
For reasons unknown to me, I continue to love Rob Zombie.
Delicious. Finally some good fucking I Saw The Devil content
Look, yes, I know that the last few weeks of my writing have just been horror horror horror horror horror Chris Morris horror (and all of those words do indeed link to a different article, if you really fancy getting in on the non-stop spooky bullshit I’ve been covering!). But it’s October, the one month that I can actually justify the fake vampire fangs and wall-to-wall scary stories that I consume the rest of the year! Let your girl live a little! Or die a little, depending on what we’re watching, but you’re with me!
Has woke culture really ruined comedy?
The pre-credits scene for this episode, Red Dawn, oozes with the promise of what I really want American Horror Story to be. Dede, pre-show, attempts to catch her philandering father out with one of his hook-ups. In the process, she discovers that he is actually a serial killer, and that she has stumbled across one of his kills mid-slaughter. It’s a violent sequence, yes – I had to watch giblets jiggling out of someone’s split-open torso – but it’s driven by the confrontation between Dede and her father and…it’s just great.
Joker is far from perfect – but is it worth the adulation?
Hi, I’m Louise, I’m twenty-four, and I never fucking learned how to sleep!
Let me talk to you about how much I love The Mummy please