Ginger Nuts of Horror welcomes author Thomas S. Flowers as part of his promotion of his new collection of short stories The Hobbsburg Horror. Telling Tales sees Thomas talk about one of one of the most iconic horror TV shows of all time Tales From The Crypt.
Thomas S. Flowers is the published author of several stories of dark fiction. He resides in Houston, Texas, with his wife and daughter. His debut novel, Reinheit, is published with Shadow Work Publishing, along with The Incredible Zilch Von Whitstein, Apocalypse Meow, Lanmò, and his newest release, The Hobbsburg Horror. His military/paranormal thriller series, The Subdue Series, including Dwelling, Emerging, Conceiving, and Converging (coming soon), are published with Limitless Publishing, LLC. In 2008, he was honorably discharged from the U.S. Army where he served for seven years, with three tours serving in Operation Iraqi Freedom. In 2014, Thomas graduated from University of Houston Clear Lake with a Bachelors in History. He blogs at Machine Mean, where he reviews movies and books on a wide range of strange yet oddly related topics. You can keep up with Thomas and all his strange events by joining his author newsletter, by clicking here.
To celebrate the launch of his new novel Relics, Tim Lebbon has embarked on a blog tour. ( details of which can be found here). Today Tim's tour makes a stop at Ginger Nuts of Horror with an excerpt from the book. We loved Relics, and you can read our review of it here.
A guest post from Stephen Theaker
For most people, it comes as a shock to hear that any author would pay for a fake review. It is such a clear betrayal of the relationship between the writer and the reader, and it seems so pointless! Perhaps you can trick someone into buying your book, but it’s much harder to trick them into liking it, and when they realise how ropey it is they’ll be unlikely to give you a second chance.
However, this Red Nose Day, 24 March 2017, it’s okay to pay for fake internet reviews. We at Theaker’s Quarterly Fiction are forgetting our scruples, taking your filthy backhanders, and giving rave internet reviews to books we have never read. If you want us to review your book, or any book you choose, click here to visit our JustGiving Red Nose Day page. The money goes straight to Comic Relief without ever passing through our grubby hands.
To say that I have watched “some” unsettling films is akin to saying that Ron Jeremy has gotten laid “a couple of times”. After watching Stephen King’s “It” at about the age of 9, I embraced the cinematic world of the macabre, and my love for all things ooky and kooky is still as healthy as ever.
While many of the genuinely horrifying films I’ve seen sit firmly under the banner of “horror”, often the most affecting have been of a different breed. Ghosts, zombies and demons had the power to disturb a younger me, but these days it takes a cold hard punch of reality to unnerve me.
I thought, therefore, that it might be interesting to look at some of the films that have horrified me, but are not genre horror films. The following movies dwell firmly in the “real world”, but have a sense of all-consuming despair and distress that few (if any) horror films can match.
A disclaimer: these are in no way my “Top # Disturbing Non-Horror Films”, as there are simply too many to list. I could also perhaps have included such titans of unpleasantness as Requiem for a Dream, Irreversible, Funny Games, Gummo, Scum and American History X, but I wanted to highlight a handful of the more unique films that have affected me, which are perhaps less directly disturbing than the 6 films I have just referenced, yet at least as impactful.
I also imagine that when I finally see Dogtooth, Grave of the Fireflies, Threads, In the Company of Men and Come and See, I will have more to add to my list.
There are films that will not die, no matter how many stakes are hammered into their heart by movie critics.
"Hanno Cambiato Faccia" ("They Have Changed Their Face") filmed in 1971 by Corrado Farina, a director whose previous experience had been with TV commercials, is one of these impossible-to-kill flicks and it happens to be my favorite Italian horror.
An obvious product of late ‘60s/early ‘70s sensibilities and passions, “Hanno Cambiato Faccia” is hard-hitting and political, arthouse but cheap, intelligent and yet blunt, and at times rather tasteless in its all-out attack on its target of choice.
It is a horror without monsters, gore or jump-on-your-seat scares, a satire without laughs, and it builds a growing sense of hopelessness and alienation that the viewer will bring home after the end credits.
The true missing link between Murnau and Carpenter (or between Marx and MacLuhan), "Hanno Cambiato Faccia" won a Golden Leopard at the Locarno Film festival in 1971, and yet it is today almost completely forgotten.
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