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Fruity Flashback: The Loving Murders

Published May 9, 2020 by biggayhorrorfan

Loving Murders

Long term cast member Randolph Mantooth has called it the show that nobody ever saw. But the ABC soap opera Loving did have plenty of loyal followers who have remembered it fondly since its cancellation in the fall of 1995. Interestingly, for a show that continually floated at the bottom of the daytime ratings, it certainly had pedigree. It was created in 1983 by soap opera legend Agnes Nixon and, over the years, it definitely had its inventive moments. A few of those even contained elements of horror and the supernatural. In one of his first acting jobs, television stalwart John O’Hurley played a devilishly evil character named Jonathan Matalaine while the program’s college age characters interacted with a tortured romantic couple, who just happened to be ghosts, in the early ‘90s. Perhaps its most genre laden plotline was the Loving Murders, the months long story arc that brought the show to a close and helped it morph into another (very short lived) soap called The City.


O’Hurley as the satanic Matalaine

As longtime characters were murdered off by a stealthily cloaked serial killer, the show’s ratings actually rose 20%. This was perhaps due to some of the unusual ways in which the cast was offed. Longtime heroine Stacy Donavan, portrayed with heart and verve by frequent horror sweetheart Lauren Marie Taylor (Friday the 13th, Part 2, Girls Nite Out), met her end via a poisoned powder puff. Deadly candles, heart attacks and coldblooded drownings also made appearances. The most spectacular sendoff probably belonged to Jean Le Clerc’s popular Jeremy Hunter, though. Clerc’s Hunter, an important character for many years on the iconic All My Children, was a sculptor who met his demise by being turned into one of his own statues!

Notably, the producers originally planned for a former character named Trisha, who had a history of mental issues, to return as the culprit. Noelle Beck, her longstanding portrayer, nixed that concept, though. Thus, Gwyneth Alden (Christine Tudor), Trisha’s mother and the show’s diva-licious matriarch, was chosen as the villain. While Tudor did spectacular work and obviously relished the juicy emotional windfall that this turn of events brought her, it was hard for many devoted fans to buy her as the murderess. Tudor had filled Alden with such true-to-life heart over the years, it was next to impossible to believe that Gwyneth would be able to kill off her family and friends no matter her state of mind. Still, the plotline allowed her and the show a significant (if overlooked) place in afternoon television history.

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Chrsrine Newman

Gwyneth/Tudor in “happier” days.

Mark Patton Announced for 1 Dead Dog!

Published September 6, 2019 by biggayhorrorfan

1 Dead Dog

Mark Patton encountered one of cinema’s most notorious serial killers, Freddy Krueger, in A Nightmare on Elm Street 2: Freddy’s Revenge. But in the upcoming 1 Dead Dog, he will come face to face with not one – not two…but three notorious murderers! Talk about a step up – or down, depending on your tolerance for the macabre!

Nicely for Patton and this sinister trio, 1 Dead Dog has just finished its funding campaign. Now you can stay up-to-date with this intriguing project’s progress at

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Movie Review: Murder for Pleasure

Published November 15, 2016 by biggayhorrorfan


The only time I care about cereal killing is on those mornings when I wake to find that my box of generic Frosted Flakes is empty. Writer-director Derek Braasch’s early hours, however, find him more interested in the mind of a surprisingly vicious serial killer named Victor in his latest feature film, Murder for Pleasure.

What is, perhaps, most gratifying about this bloody dive into the mind of a sadist is how Braasch, and his co writers Anthony Pellizzeri and Mike Miller, capture, whether intentionally or unintentionally, the mindset of an unbending patriarchic male with their lead character.  Victor, quietly and thoroughly played by Nick Bender, attacks his victims for their supposed sins – promiscuity, homosexuality, lack of romantic interest in him, abortion – with the fervor of the religious right. It is a portrait of unchecked masculinity that is surprisingly representative of our current and often violent, misogynistic culture.

Beneath the copious amounts of gore and symbolic torture porn, Braasch also supplies some truly striking visual moments – a scene of watery child abuse is potent and a dream sequence that spells the end of Victor’s latest, unrealistic coupling is full of languid purpose, as well. In fact, Braasch works with a nightmarish quality throughout the film’s running time, creating an almost unreal universe where Victor’s crimes are never punished.

A bit too meandering at times, with major characters and motivations sometimes revealed far too late in the proceedings, Murder for Pleasure is still an ambitious project that lovers of cinema about unrepentant murderers will probably find very enjoyable.

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Review: Serial Killer Culture

Published November 19, 2014 by biggayhorrorfan

“This is where the real monsters live.”

Captain Hook or Gacy? The creatures of Midian or Dahmer? If you’re like me and are drawn to the fantastical elements of horror, your choices are, quite naturally, going to lend themselves to the former in those scenarios. Still, talented filmmaker John Borowski exposes why mass murderers are granted such intense obsessions in his thought provoking, truly intelligent documentary Serial Killer Culture.

Focusing on the artists and collectors who are inspired by the lives of such figures as Richard Ramirez, Ed Gein and Richard Speck, Borowski truly sheds some light on what many may consider a controversial interest. In fact, the people he interviews often acknowledge that their passion is a double edged sword. Rick Staton, Gacy’s former art dealer, frankly admits that these are heinous individuals who should never profit from their acts and recalls how as his boy grew older, his interest in Gacy (and others) waned.

Almost all involved, interestingly, point a finger at modern media and society, itself, for giving them their first, lasting impressions of the criminals that they have developed fascinations with. Oddly enough, Life Magazine is exposed as a primary source of making these men (and occasional women) heroes, by devoting countless layouts and cover stories to their frightening acts.

Amanda Morden and Nicholas Vellman of Milwaukee’s Dahmer Tour, perhaps, most articulately point out the historical ramifications of their interests, as well. Morden stresses how every aspect of the Dahmer tragedy is examined, from the local architecture to pulling the facts away from the myths, with her creation. While vile and unfortunate, Dahmer’s legacy belongs to Milwaukee, and she eloquently proposes that this tour tries to put that fact into perspective.

Borowski, also, lightens the tone a bit by focusing on The World Famous Crawlspace Brothers, a punk edged folk duo who perform humorous songs about the different killers. While some may argue about their choice of material, the group has even found favor with some Christian fundamentalists and they claim that their inspiration sources back to the old time murder ballads covered by Joan Baez and Bob Dylan.

Most importantly, though, Borowski allows all his viewers a chance for discovery, here. His subjects emerge in full bodied portraits and even those who would never want to own a Charles Manson autograph glean (at least a glimmer of) an understanding of why someone else might want to.

Interestingly, the serial killer’s influence on queer culture cannot be denied, here, as well. While the (unfortunate) homosexual connections to Gacy and Dahmer are well known, the personal effects of (the less well known) Herb Baumeister, an Indiana father and businessman who murdered multiple men after sexual escapades, are also a primary portion of one collector’s vaults. Thus, it seems an examination of the degree of self hate involved in the acts of Gacy, Dahmer, Baumeister and their ilk would seemingly make a vital and compelling study, as well.

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Review: Scum

Published June 27, 2014 by biggayhorrorfan

After working all day at Big Bo’s Big Body Parts Shack, I often feel particularly filthy.

My outsides could never look as corrupted as the insides of the lead character in Zach Schildwachter’s potent short, Scum, though. Utilizing testimonials from real life serial killers to populate his killer’s thoughts, Shildwachter creates a very potent, nearly poetic examination here.

Nice editing, solid performances and a sure sense of filmic purpose mark Scum as a vital calling card, making viewers eager for more fine, independent horror from the shores of Ohio, where this mini-opus was filmed.

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Review: 7th Day

Published June 14, 2014 by biggayhorrorfan

“The real famous people are in the news.” – Allen Dean, 7th Day

In my head, I’ve been a worldly pop star serenading a gaggle of worshipful soap opera actors. I’ve, also, won several Best Supporting Actor Academy Awards and, most importantly, I am still in the shape I was ten years ago!

Mind games, also, weigh in heavily in Dire Wit Films’ explosive 2013 examination 7th Day. A dishwasher in a midrange restaurant, Allen Dean is quiet and shy. Often picked on by his co-workers, Dean harbors a dark secret. He is, also, a notorious serial killer. Or is he? As Allen is followed by a mysterious interviewer, the strong corridors of his reality soon seem to weaken. Could the vivid destruction and grue strewn mayhem that he engages in be nothing but an escape from his dreary existence? Ultimately, the affections of a disdainful waitress that Allen has fallen for may be the only balm for his fractured soul.

Filled to the brim with gut wrenching effects (brilliantly created by Kaleigh Brown), eclectic writer Mark Leake (Isle of the Damned) and leveled director Jason Koch (Aftermath FX Studio) seem to be going for much more than shock value here. Allen’s internal ramblings, ultimately, hit an emotional cord within us all. His inner monologues remind us of how we all would like to react in the face of adversity — calmly and with intelligently well spoken confidence.

Anchored by Mark Sanders’ subtle, surprising sympathetic performance as Allen, 7th Day is an interesting, much needed shot in the arm to the prevalent landscape of independent serial killer adventures.

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