Ginger Nuts of Horror
In part two of the My Life In Horror Ginger Nuts blog tour, Alex Davis of Film Gutter fame agreed to write about the origins of his own interest in extreme horror cinema. Enjoy, and if you’re interested in my own take on extreme art house horror movie Flowers, you can find my Film Gutter guest blog here.
If you'll forgive me a slight run-up before I get to the 'horror' bit...
My Life In Horror is doing something different for the next three months, as I undertake a blog tour of Gingernuts, and invite fellow ‘nutters to write their own My Life In Horror stories.
This month’s My Life In Horror is brought to you by fellow Gingernut columnist George Lea. In this guest post, he talks about his own childhood encounters with the horror game genre that shaped his fascination with this form. Enjoy - and go check out his other work when you’re done, because he’s brilliant.
And if you are interested, you can see my guest column writing about horror video game The Binding Of Isaac here.
It’s the Free Bird of metal, only tighter, more controlled, less indulgent, not a note wasted, still building, all building, to that final vocal line. The final prayer of a dying man.
Hmm, let’s see. I’m going to guess twelfth birthday, here. Maybe thirteenth, but twelfth feels more likely. Appetite, The Headless Children et al. have sunk their vampire fangs deep into me, and I now shun the sunlight fields of chart pop. No, what my darkened, corrupted soul craves is raw rock and metal, preferably still dripping blood.
Yeah, I was kind of a dick at twelve.
That smoke has a name, and the name is prejudice.