Even though they are not to my personal liking, there is no denying that slasher films have been an important basis for the horror genre, and helped to build the foundations for other sub-genres throughout the years.

The human body is a thing of wonder and amazement–the way it heals itself, regenerates certain parts and can withstand pain and suffering to extreme extents. But the human body can also be a thing of disgust and revulsion–with repugnant distortions, oozing fluids and rotting viscera.

There was a time in my life when the word ‘remake’ sent me into an angry frenzy and one that I couldn’t back down from. I was adamant that remaking anything was the worst idea known to humankind, and felt like an atrocious crime had been committed.

When I think back to my first memory of fear, I instinctively think of the darkness.

Someone once told me that they were first introduced to horror when they watched Tobe Hooper’s classic The Texas Chainsaw Massacre, at the age of four!

The words are on everyone’s lips in the horror world, and what we’re shouting is “We want sex!