All good things must come to an end, even Count Crowley Reluctant Midnight Monster Hunter. This fourth, and final, issue is, for the time being at least, Jerri Bartman’s curtain call. Having involuntarily become a…
Some much quoted and long forgotten pseudo-philosopher and wanna-be mystic once said that you have to hit rock bottom before you can start to claw your way up. If that really is the case, then…
Journalists don’t have an off switch. When they pick up the scent of a story, they doggedly pursue it to the bitter end regardless of the outcome the personal cost. And whatever else she may…
While most folks measure the passage of time in minutes, hours, days, weeks and months, my inner chronometer now mirrors the Retrofan publication schedule. It monitors the progress of the magazine closely and slowly, but…
It’s time to head back to the age of glorious televisual treats and the last days of Monster Matinees and B-Movie Bonanza’s with David Dastmalchian’s wonderfully reverent ode to a bygone era of hauntingly cheap…
Emerging from the mist shrouded Hollywood Hills as the nineteen eighties began to kick into high gear, the last of the legendary Horror Hosts Elvira is, for want of a better word, an icon. Instantly…
It was all over before I born. By the time I emerged, fists balled and ready to fight the world, the monster craze that had gripped America’s youth for a decade and half had faded…
