Saturday, July 31, 2010

Crime Factory Vol. 2 No. 4

The latest edition of Crime Factory is up and yours truly has another "Crime Sleeper Double Feature" up in that beautiful bitch.

The movies in question are John M. Stahl's Leave Her To Heaven and Jean Negulesco's Road House and it can be found on pages 68-72 HERE.

You'll also find in there new fiction by badasses like Allan Guthrie, Kieran Shea and Graham Powell as well as kick ass features from Liam Jose, Keith Rawson, Cameron Ashley, and many more.

Oh, and to answer your question: No, I am not talking about the Swayze Road House.

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Rabid Child by Pete Risley

My review of Rabid Child by Pete Risley is up at spinetingler.

Check that shit out HERE.

This book is dropping today, July 20th, from New Pulp Press and you should get yourself a piece.

If you've got the sack for it, that is.

Friday, July 16, 2010

A Choice of Nightmares by Lynn Kostoff

My review of A Choice of Nightmares by Lynn Kostoff is up at spinetingler.

Give it a gander HERE.

Why the fuck does Kostoff only have three books out?

I mean, that's one more than the similarly brilliant Kent Anderson, but still.


Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Bad Juju & Other Tales of Madness and Mayhem by Jonathan Woods

My review of Bad Juju & Other Tales of Madness and Mayhem by Jonathan Woods is up at spinetingler.

Check that shit out HERE.

If you like your crime like your orange juice - with extra pulp - then this shit is for you.

Yes, I just wrote that hacky fucking phrase. Apologies all around.

Saturday, July 3, 2010

The Killer Inside Me by Michael Winterbottom

My review of The Killer Inside Me, Michael Winterbottom's adaptation of Jim Thompson's novel, is up at spinetingler.

Check that shit out here.

It's not as good as the book, but then again, when is that the case?

Oh wait - I used that line yesterday...

Friday, July 2, 2010

Winter's Bone by Debra Granik

My review of Winter's Bone, director Debra Granik's adaptation of Daniel Woodrell's novel, is up at spinetingler.

Check that shit out HERE.

Enjoyed the hell out of it, but naturally: the book's better.

But name for me a case - other than The Godfather, thank you very much - where the old saying isn't true as all hell.