How it Ends
I begin to realize my relationship is over when my boyfriend starts cleaning his gun in our apartment.
I begin to realize my relationship is over when my boyfriend starts cleaning his gun in our apartment.
If they couldn’t appreciate porn as art, I couldn’t trust they’d see a slasher set in the world of its production as anything but a cheap thrill.
Amanda Kramer’s new film, Please, Baby, Please, is an exploration of gender entirely on its own terms, entirely on our terms. It’s a relief to be spoken to with such complexity and humor.
The plotline, the script, and the direction of the film are all critical of not only the colonialism of the early U.S. settlers, but also of the U.S. military, of the Christian church, and, of course, of the masculinity of those who think participation in any of these things makes them more righteous than anyone else.
In 2004, there were two queer slashers making the festival rounds. But you’ve probably only heard of one.
When I saw a UFO, I was 18 and it was the night before prom.
The women featured on this list include Final Girls, monsters, and everything in between.
For all the queer art being made now, for all the films and the television shows and the webseries, I never feel as loved as I feel watching some micro-budget Italian horror film from 1975.
Cecilia reminds us that whatever was living in you before you grew up doesn’t just vanish into thin air; it mutates and resides in your bones until it decides your body isn’t home enough for it anymore.
It’s not hard to see the connection that trans readers and storytellers can find in vampire media.
The much anticipated Hellraiser (2022) starts off like a great first kiss.
For so many of us, queerness is not about who we lay with at night — it’s about who we are when we wake up in the morning.
Horror has always been the most democratized genre.
Scooby’s new Halloween movie is basically a lesbian rom-com.
Elm Street was just another part of a society — our society, where people are taught to care very little for each other.
Horror movies are for the depressed and anxious gays.
We’ve got new seasons of Derry Girls and One of Us Is Lying, an Aisha Dee horror film set at a lesbian bachelorette weekend, queer ’90s teens in Tegan and Sara’s “High School” and more!
“That line is written for someone who knows what it sounds like for their knees to creak, who has pondered the liquid gold that is Vitamin C serums (coincidentally, another gag in the film). There is no other way.”
Straight rom-coms aren’t expected to properly evoke Marsha P. Johnson and gay romcoms shouldn’t have to either — of course, it helps that straight romcoms don’t try.
I left The Woman King feeling like I could fight any obstacle that was in my way. Not only was I full of adrenaline, but I was filled with joy. Seeing a group of powerful Black women triumph fills me like nothing else can.