Josh Williams 🎃

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Bisexual. 🏳️‍🌈 Genderqueer. Trans Rights are Human Rights. BLM. ACAB. He/Them. I love da horror movies.

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A commission for Rob York, director of Curse of Crom, of the movie's creature. Love drawing an ancient Irish entity unleashed on Halloween. Add Curse of Crom 1 and 2 to your seasonal watch list, streaming on Roku/ Prime/ Tubi/ Hoopla now.

Crom, a creature with large teeth, lanky proportions, and covered in tattered rags, stands in front of a tombstone and a carved pumpkin on a misty Autumn night.
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Its real heart belongs to the club itself, though. A whole menagerie of cheap latex creature masks, 80’s punk bands dominating the scene, dance numbers begging to become part of your seasonal playlist, fog machines pumping, and glowing green coffins slathered all over the set. Monsters rule okay!

John Carradine (right) stares bemused as a man in cheap wolf man makeup grins and hugs him. Another person in cheap vampire attire lurks nearby. John Carradine (left) and Vincent Price (right) converse over a spreadsheet of monsters. A whole party of monsters dances to a band within a colourful club. A woman, pale and green, grins with her large canines sticking out seductively.
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Hammer alum Roy Ward Baker closes the chapter on classic British haunts with the first two entires dishing out familiar genre trademarks with two standout performances from James Laurenson and Donald Pleasance while the third story strikes the meanest chord in chilly village terrors.

May contain graphic violence

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THE MONSTER CLUB (1981) - Come for the old school anthology affairs, stay for Price & Carradine chilling at the local underground gay monster bar talking up ghost stories and being lovely old queers with each other. A last hurrah that leaves with wink. Halloween hangout vibes aplenty with this one.

John Carradine (left) and Vincent Price (right) hang out by a glass coffin prop that glows a sickly green and has a skull fitted to the top with drinks coasting on top. A rotting woman dressed in a dirty white ball gown lurks in the corner of an apartment. A man in clean civilian clothes, including a brown jacket, finds himself confronted by a pack of pale, rugged, dirty humanoid ghouls outside a chilly abandoned village. A woman silhouetted against a dance stage performs a striptease where she peels her skin off, revealing her skeleton as depicted in 2D animation.
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