HALLOWEEN HORROR PICTURE SHOWS

Here's a few suggestions Halloween viewing:

Nobody does fear of what may lurk in Third World jungles like the British, as in The Woman Eater:

In Santo vs Las Lobas a cult of sexy female werewolves who only grow fur on their faces show up in Mexico:

Filipino horror also deals with vampiric cults in The Thirsty Dead and Blood Thirst:

In a classier vein, Jigoku (AKA The Sinners of Hell) goes to Buddhist Hell, after romp with yakuza, strippers, and manic jazz:

CHICANONAUTICA AIN'T READY FOR DEAD DAZE

It's almost Dead Daze, and Chicanonautica, over at La Bloga, ain't ready.

What the hell's Dead Daze? It's Dia de los Muertos:

And Halloween:

Homage is paid to Tezcatlipoca:

And the futures that are being built are considered:

YES, THERE REALLY WAS A RED DOG JOURNAL

 

I know, I should have found this months ago, but I also shouldn't have to remind you that this has been one of the most batshit crazy years ever.

Besides, it's like what an anthropologist says in the story I'm working on:

“You find an interesting phenomenon, then when someone goes to back to verify it—it's vanished without a trace.”

I was starting to feel that way about The Red Dog Journal. Everything about it had disappeared from the Web. How was I supposed to tell people out Brainpan Fallout, when it looks like the weird magazine it originally appeared in never existed. Was I perpetrating some kind of hoax? And what kind sicko would bother to do such a thing?

Fortunately, Stephen Michael Barnes, the publisher of The Red Dog Journal, posted on his blog about it, giving his side of the bizarre story, and images, not only of the FAXmo flyer , but pages from the fax version the magazine itself—and they aren't all my work!

I feel vindicated.

So, kids, be sure to document your shenanigans. Unless, of course, they're the sort of thing that could get you arrested. In that case, change the names, and other things, to protect the “innocent.”

And if you're not up to any shenanigans, isn't it about time you got started?

CHICANONAUTICA CATCHES A SPANISH NEW WAVE

 

Chicanonautica checks out movies from Spain, over at La Bloga.

A Hispanic cinematic tradition going back a century, to Segundo de Chomón:

Now there's an invisible guardian lurking about:

And an guest, also invisible:

And excitement at a local bar:

ALIEN CONTACT ON SALE AGAIN!

This just in! The ebook of Alien Contact, edited by Marty Halpern is on sale again! Only $1.99! For both the mobi (Kindle) and the epub (Nook) versions! 

It has my story "Guerrilla Mural of a Siren's Song" that I exploded into Cortez on Jupiter!

And great stories by those wonderful folks whose names are on the cover, and more!

For a limited time only! Do it now!

ANIMATION FOR A TROUBLED PLANET

When the world becomes awash in turmoil (like now) I like tickle my visual cortex with some far-out animation.

Like Vince Collins' classic psychedelia, Euphoria:

Or Sally Cruikshank's phantasmagorical Quasi at the Quackadero:

We could always go back to School with Ivan Maximov:

Or visit Mirai Mizue's Lost Utopia:

How about Felix Colegrave's latest, Double King?