Silent Hill Revelations

Silent Hill Revelation. 2012.

Heather Mason and her father have been on the run, always one step ahead of dangerous forces that she doesn’t fully understand, Now on the eve of her 18th birthday, plagued by horrific nightmares and the disappearance of her father, Heather discovers she’s not who she thinks she is. The revelation leads her deeper into a demonic world that threatens to trap her forever.

Director: Michael J. Bassett
Writer: Michael J. Bassett
Stars: Adelaide Clemens, Kit Harington, Sean Bean
Release Date: 26 October 2012
Runtime: 94 min
Budget: $20,000,000

Christopher, Rose and Sharon from the First Film.

I caught Silent Hill Revelation on demand recently, a little late and unfortunately not in 3D; but having been a big fan of the original Silent Hill and all it’s hellish glory, as well as the intensely creepy video game series, I immediately rented it when it popped up. Silent Hill Revelation takes places some years after the original; Sharon (Adelaide Clemens) and her father Christoper (Sean Bean) have been living under assumed identities after the events of the first film. Rose (Radha Mitchell) discovers a doorway linking the world of Silent Hill and the real world; using it, she sends Sharon back, trapping herself in Silent Hill in the process. We learn all of this in a very short flashback, featuring a young Sharon and a grieving Christopher. Christopher, now going by the name of Harry, promises Rose that he will protect their daughter from the evil forces of Silent Hill that are seeking her. Sharon, now 18, is plagued by constant visions and waking nightmares of a dilapidated town and it`s demonic inhabitants. We find out that she has no recollection of the past events or her role in the first film. Silent Hill is calling her back. Read review…

Wurd: Feeding Time (Short Story)

Like Porno For Pyschos. Wrath James White. 2011.

Splitting my time between watching full length horror films, reading horror novels and……sigh….work, I sometimes get the urge for a quick “hit” of gruesome goodness; something that I can read in the time it takes me to drink a cup of coffee and have a smoke. I decided to put down Richard Laymon‘s, The Midnight Tour (the third book in his teratophiliac BDSM series appropriately named The Beasthouse) in favor of a quick 15-20min blood soaked joy ride. I just happened to have a nasty little tome laying around called-Like Porno For Pyschos.  Catchy title isn’t it? Written by a fellow named Wrath. Wrath James White; that’s a pretty kick ass name if you ask me. You could write a story about this guys life; Philidelphia street tough, kickboxing in the Orient (a-la Bloodsport) and full time splatterpunk virtuoso.

I opened Like Porno For Pyschos and selected a story entirely at random-Feeding Time. I was wholly shocked and disturbed by this tale of sexual fetishism gone wrong; or right depends on how you look at it. A lonely wife with a fetish for Lions (yes I said Lions) spends her free time at the zoo masturbating while she watches the zookeeper feed the big cats raw meat. That’s really about as much as I can describe without giving away too much, it’s a short story after all. Needless to say that any fetish involving lions, the Kings of the Jungle (or the savannah if you want to be accurate) will usually end terribly. And it does, in a twisted depraved and utterly disturbing way. All I can say is wow! Truly truly twisted. I will be devouring (no pun intended) the rest of this fantastically sick collection ASAP! I suggest you do the same. Enjoy.