Goth Girls' Detective Club

So we got a kitten. Her name is BeBe Gunns and she's the cutest little bundle of mischief and joy. We weren't planning on a kitten, but my sister's boyfriend's cat unexpectedly had kittens and my sister couldn’t stand the thought of loosing them to strangers so, because I’m a pushover and I can’t bear to see my baby sister cry, I said we’d take her favourite until she had a place of her own where she could keep her. This was nice of me. However, there was then one kitten left and after it rapidly became apparent that my husband was so unspeakably excited at the prospect of getting my sister’s kitten I realised that we were destined for trouble down the line when my sis eventually wanted said kitten back so as a result I agreed to take the last kitten as well to save my husband from heartbreak. Needless to say I wasn’t particularly thrilled by this arrangement at first (I’m a dog person) but the second BeBe showed up I turned into an embarrassing ball of mush and I no

Today is my birthday. I'm thirty sodding five. This displeases me. However, I do share this birthday with: Mother Theresa Pee Wee Herman Ed Gein I like this odd mix of people. It suits me. If anyone wants me I shall under the duvet crying, cursing God and clutching a bottle of whiskey.

There is something a bit retro about London Voodoo , it feels like it belongs a different generation of chiller, or maybe it just errs in the direction of a 90s TV drama, either way this isn’t necessarily a bad thing, it acquits itself remarkably well for a straight to DVD film, especially considering I paid a mere £1.50 for it. Americans Lincoln (Doug Cockle) and Sarah (Sara Stewart) have recently relocated to London where Lincoln has taken a high powered new job (though judging by his rubbish office I would suspect he’s been thoroughly had) as an analyst (I don’t know what this means). This possibly made up job title and crappy new office will apparently afford Lincoln more money and more time to spend with his wife and their baby daughter, so things are looking swell for this upwardly mobile young couple. Immediately on arrival, for some reason known only to God and presumably Lincoln’s now even less credible employers, they install a fax machine which is odd for 2004, but the

Once again our glorious Midnight Warriors leader The Mike has projected The Warrior signal skywards to bring us together once more this time to tackle 70s cult films. The Mike intends to compile ‘The Midnight Warriors' Most Essential Cult Films of the 1970s’ and he needs our help with the super exciting project. Initially he would like us to create our own top five list of films of the decade. I urge you all to take part in this and you can find full details here . So then, my list. I purposefully steered away from horror films here because, frankly, that would be too easy, I could go on about my favourite 70s horror films for days and most of them would probably qualify as cult. So instead this list will be my top five favourite non-horror cult films of the 70s. Also, I’d never ever have been able to pick only five. I love cult films, I really do, so I found this really difficult, I’m also quite changeable so am naturally disinclined to commit to favourites, and I get terribly

Gorgeous Howlin’ Joe Monster from the incomparable blog From Beyond Depraved has tagged me to take part in a splendid little Me Me. I love these things and this one is particularly exciting because it’s all about the pictures. From Joe’s information, and he’s sure to be correct, this smashing project originated on the blog Checking On My Sausages and it requests the tagged participant to come up with screen grabs from films that all share a common theme. Awesome. It took me quite a while to come up a theme, not least because every time I thought of one I found someone else had beaten me to it. Eventually I decided to go with ‘images of fathers in horror’. I didn’t have a dad. Well, obviously I did biologically; I’m not suggesting I’m the Immaculate Conception or the second coming or anything, but I didn’t have an actual present father in my life and as a result the idea of them intrigues and fascinates me and probably also explains my obsession with Ron Perlman and other gentlema

I have been a very lucky girl this week. I have been fortunate to have had not one but TWO awards bestowed on me. The first came from the phenomenal Dr. Blood who presides over the fantastic blog Dr. Blood’s Video Vault . The Doc has created a very special, and really super hard, meme. Doc B. noticed that the ‘Movie Compatibility’ tests that can be found all over the internet never seem to be applicable to us horror fans so he thoughtfully great one just for us. Here’s how it goes in the words of the Doc: “Below are twenty horror films which are universally accepted as classics listed in alphabetical order. Just rearrange the list by cutting and pasting them into your own order based on how you would rate them. For instance, if you think that "The Hills Have Eyes" is a better movie than "Hellraiser" then cut and paste it higher up in the list. Repeat this with all the titles until you have your own personalised top twenty. Other people will then be able to see

This probably isn’t the most auspicious start but Megalodon disappointed and confused me on many levels. I love a shark movie. And Megalodons are the biggest sharks ever, they’re prehistoric mother flippin’ mega sharks, for Jeeber’s sake, so surely bigger equals better. Apparently not. Really we should all just go home now and save ourselves a lot of time, but sadly I’ve got far too much time on my hands so I’m obliged to carry on regardless or else I’d just wander of be getting into trouble somewhere. Evil faceless corporation Nexecon has developed and enormous and super advanced deep sea oil rig somewhere in the North Atlantic near Greenland. It’s kind of like the Terminator of oil rigs; it’s a leaner, meaner oil extracting, digging deeper and extracting more oil than any rig has ever done before. They cleverly call it ‘Colossus’ because it’s so big and awesome. Unfortunately not everyone thinks it’s big and awesome and environmentalists and geologists and other socially consci