#horror thriller

[fanofspooky]

Alfred Hitchcock’s movies

[horror-aesthete]

Longlegs, 2024, dir. Osgood Perkins

[giveamadeuschohisownmovie]

So I watched “Speak No Evil”, the remake starring James McAvoy. I’ll do a proper review later after I get back from work. For now, I’ll say that while watching the movie, it bugged me that James McAvoy’s performance reminded me of someone/something, but I couldn’t place what it was. After the movie ended, I realized what he was trying to do.

“Speak No Evil” asks the question…what if an Internet alpha male troll (like Andrew Tate, Logan Paul, or several UFC fighters) was a slasher movie villain?

[sloanslone]

sloan are you sloane from the naturals??😦

I have never really read the book honestly but Sloane Tavish is gorgeous so idk what you're on abt 😭🙌

[roxysretrodrive-in]

Poll: Horror and Other Genres

We all love horror, but combining it with other genres is also great.

[chasingm00n]

SLEEP (2023) dir. Jason Yu

[horror-heks]

Misery 1990

[nine-frames]

"Do you understand? It's metaphorical."

The Killing of a Sacred Deer, 2017.

Dir. Yorgos Lanthimos | Writ. Yorgos Lanthimos & Efthymis Filippou | DOP Thimios Bakatakis

[mrs-stans]

‘Pam & Tommy’s Sebastian Stan & Lily James To Reteam On Horror Thriller ‘Let The Evil Go West’Pam & Tommy’s Sebastian Stan & Lily James To Reteam On Horror Thriller ‘Let The Evil Go West’On Horror Thriller 'Let The Evil Go West’

Following a highly successful collaboration on Hulu’s Pam & Tommy, Sebastian Stan and Lily James are set to reteam on Let the Evil Go West, a psychological horror thriller from director Christian Tafdrup (Speak No Evil).

north.five.six. reps the film’s international rights and will introduce it to buyers at Cannes, while CAA Media Finance and UTA Independent Film Group arranged the financing and will handle the domestic sale.

Let the Evil Go West follows a railroad worker who stumbles upon a fortune under deeply disturbing circumstances. As horrifying visions and manifestations drive him toward madness, his wife becomes convinced that an evil presence has attached itself to their family.

Xc Vs penned the script. Tim and Trevor White (King Richard, Fair Play) are producing under their Star Thrower Entertainment banner, alongside Mark Fasano and Nathan Klingher for Gramercy Park Media, which is also financing the film, and Allan Mandelbaum. Stan and James will also executive produce along with Gramercy Park’s Joshua Harris and Ford Corbett and north.five.six.’s Michael Rothstein and Samuel Hall.

Playing Tommy Lee to James’s Pamela Anderson in Hulu’s award winner Pam & Tommy, Stan will next be seen starring in A Different Man, which won him Berlin’s Silver Bear after world premiering to much buzz at Sundance 2024. A24 will release the pic in September. Also coming up for the actor is Ali Abbassi’s The Apprentice, an anticipated title that has him playing a young Donald Trump, which will premiere in competition at the 2024 Cannes Film Festival.

[libraryledge]

Have a Heart (A Thrilling Tale) Pt 1

A/N: It's almost Halloween, so here's a short story to set the mood. The only question is whether this piece is a thriller? A Romance? Horror? I'll leave that up for interpretation. ;) Feel free to share your thoughts in the comments below. I hope you enjoy it!

I almost killed him, but his presence almost became the death of me. Like most experiences that one can never forget, our encounter happened in the middle of the night. I'd been terrified to drive alone in the dark, seeing as I'd received my license only a month ago. The coming of age films always depicted driving as a rate of passage and freedom, but for me it was quite the opposite. I always feared the uneasiness of having the power to severely injure or kill someone with the vehicle that supposedly was meant to bring me liberty. 

That's why I thought I would go into cardiac arrest when I saw his slim figure crossing the road. I slammed my brakes so fast that I thought I'd run him over. My heart was pounding in my ears, and I thought I was going to be sick. That was until I saw my supposed victim grinning devilishly at me through the glass.

“Don't you know the rules of the road?  Look both ways before you pass," said the young man, slowly moving away from the shadow and towards my window. Rather than look like a terrified deer in headlights after almost losing his life, he looked rather amused at the entire situation.

“Gosh!” I said, clutching my heart, feeling as if it was about to leap out of my chest.

With an obnoxious grin plastered on his face, the man pointed to a sign behind him that read: “Pedestrian Crossing”. 

“I think I'm very much in my right to be here. It's you perhaps that should be more careful. If I didn't know any better, I'd say you're running from something,” he replied slyly.

I glanced over at the sign. As much as I hated to admit it, he was right. I failed to notice the warning.

“Ugh! I’m sorry,” I said with a sigh. “I'm a new driver. Traveling at night isn't my strong suit. Sometimes, I drive a little quicker when I'm nervous."

“Glad to know you're not running from the cops,” the man said. The amusement in his voice was unsettling.

My eyes widened at his words, “No! Do I look like a criminal to you?”

The man leaned in closer, and his green eyes squinted as he studied me, which made my heart rate quicken.

“I don't know. it's hard to tell what's truly inside a person's heart,” he said in a tone that made it difficult to discern if he was serious or joking.

Then he laughed, “But it's even harder to determine when you have such unusual passengers in your front seat,”  he said, motioning to the spot on my right.

I couldn't help but let out a nervous chuckle. I had a box of baby dolls in the seat next to me, which were admittedly very creepy. In the commotion, some of them had been flung out of the container and onto the seat and floor.

“They're my younger sister's dolls. I'm supposed to meet up with her this weekend, so I gathered up all the toys she left at my house to bring them back to her,”  I responded. I wasn’t sure what led me to open up to this intriguing stranger so easily.

“Mmmm. I see,” he said with a nod. As he did so, droplets of water landed upon my window. That's when I noticed that his dark brown hair was wet, despite the obvious lack of rain in the near vicinity.

Taken aback, I asked him, "Why are you soaking wet?”

He shrugged nonchalantly and replied, "I went for a swim.”

“In the middle of the night?” I asked, flabbergasted.

“Why not? It's the quietest time of day, " he replied, as if it were the most obvious thing ever.

“Everyone avoids the local pond at night simply because it's dark outside. It's still the same pond. It's not like nightfall is suddenly going to transform it into a completely new location,”  he said matter of factly, as if he'd rehearsed this response in his head so many times. I didn't doubt that he had because I was certain that many people were quick to judge his unusual behavior.

“I guess, " I said, still not entirely convinced. “Aren't you scared of drowning?”

“Frankly I don't believe death by drowning is my greatest concern at the moment, " he replied, eyeing my car with mirth.

Despite the cool weather, I felt my face grow warm, as he was obviously alluding to his recent brush with death at my hands

“Where were you headed in such a hurry?” he asked as the stupid smirk grew upon his face.

I sighed and replied, "There's a local Japanese market around the corner that is open pretty late. Like I mentioned, I'm seeing my sister in a few days and wanted to buy her some mochi, but by now, the shop is probably closed.”

I laid my head down on the steering wheel in frustration.

“Gosh! Today just isn't my day is it?” I said in exasperation.

“It probably wouldn't help to point out that it's still technically night time is it?” the guy said cheekily, clearly attempting to lighten the mood.

I gave him a side eye. “Shut up or I'm going to regret not running you over with this car,” I said, attempting to sound annoyed, but it was evident that his smart remarks succeeded in making me laugh.

He chuckled and looked boldly at me in the eye. “How about this? You owe me for almost killing me. I live about five minutes from here. If you give me a ride home, I have something you can give to your sister to make up for it, " he replied.

"What?” I asked in confusion. “How do I know I can trust you? No offense, but you were swimming at the pond in the middle of the night. If that's not psychopathic behavior, I don't know what is.”

“Says the woman with the creepy baby dolls in her front seat,”  he replied, almost flirtatiously. If I was anyone else, his charm might have worked, but I was always wary of opening my heart up to strangers.

“Hey, now! I told you they weren't mine!” I said, indignantly. 

“I know. I know,” he exclaimed putting his hands up defensively. “They belong to your sister, which is why you should give me a ride home. I can help you with your predicament. I swear I'm not going to eat you alive."

He shrugged with a smile, "I would have already done so if that were the case. Besides, I can whip up a better meal than that. I'm somewhat of a culinary master.”

“Really?” I said, raising my eyebrows in surprise. “I never would have guessed.”

“Do you wear your entire personality on your sleeve? Not everything about a person is what meets the eye after all," he said, with a wink.

I sighed, “You got me there.”

I pointed to the back seat. “Fine! I'll give you a ride. I guess I do owe you one, but if you show any sign of funny business, I'm kicking you out,” I said, giving him a stern look.

 The man smirked for what seemed to be the tenth time that night. “Oh, so you do have a heart,” he said, as his eyes twinkled. 

I rolled my eyes good naturedly and unlocked the back door of my car. He sat directly behind me, and I could see his chocolate colored locks through my peripheral vision. Once he told me the directions to his house and secured his seatbelt, I started the engine and began to drive, much more cautiously this time.

As his mysterious green eyes made contact with my brown ones through the rearview mirror, I felt my heart race increase. Instantly, I knew that despite the short distance, this was going to be a long drive.

[fanofspooky]

Scream Queen - Laura Dern

[shjiyemis]

Revisiting an old concept for a thriller (horror?) graphic novel/game.

[horror-aesthete]

Vertigo, 1958, dir. Alfred Hitchcock

[bisexualforestfire]

“Candyman is an underrated slasher!”

WRONG!

Candyman is an underrated thriller

[schlock-luster-video]

On July 29, 1959, The Tingler debuted in the United States.

Here's some new Vincent Price art!