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Reviewed by Siobhan

Hey, remember the time that guy in Miami, Florida went crazy and ate some dudes face? The news said that it was because he was high on bath salts. Literally, that day I ran home and packed my “Shits About To Go Down” bag, which included a big ass knife, a roll of toilet paper, a can of corn, a can of chili, and some 2-in-1 shampoo and conditioner (the apocalypse is no excuse for bad hair). Okay, my bag sucked I’ll admit it, but I’m working on it. I haven’t heard much about bath salts, until this very moment. Music Video Distributors is releasing a movie sometime in February titled “Bath Salt Zombies”. It looks hilariously cheesy and super bloody. I don’t know how one would do bath salts, but apparently in this movie if you get a bad batch of the stuff you turn into a zombie. As if people getting high off of them isn’t hilarious enough, now the low point of your high you turn into a zombie?! Fan-fucking-tastic. Apparently, the soundtrack to the movie is supposed to be even better with tracks from The Meatmen and The Dwarves, among many others. It has humor, zombies, and a badass punk soundtrack to it. It’s like all my favorite things were wrapped up nicely and tied with a big, red bow labeled For Siobhan. Is anyone else excited?

Reviewed by Richard

Shady Palms has been sat on my ever-growing ‘to-do’ pile for quite a while now. Whilst trying to get settled in our beautifully dreary office space with the dripping pipes, broken windows and ever-present stench of decay, I’ve managed to collect quite a large pile of books that I intend to review. I’m sorry to say that Shady Palms was amongst this pile just waiting to be read. So imagined how much I was kicking myself when I realised just how awesome it is!

When I started the book the first thing I noticed was the foreign names and the foreign references. For all the readers that don’t know me that well, I have two mind sets that I establish when reading books. One is the lazy mind-set, where I just sit back and allow the author to spoon-feed me their story (this usually applies to straight-forward horror novels that are set in the US/UK with simple words and basic plot) my other mind-set is adopted when a book is more complex. For example if the novel is riddled with words exceeding four to five syllables, set in a country I’ve never been to, adopting words/phrases I’m unfamiliar with and/or complex twists that need you to pay attention to, then I need to be alert and focused.

At the time we were still in the process of setting up our new HQ which we have aptly named ‘Erebus Horror House’ (original right?) so when I saw these strange, new words and names my brain really couldn’t comprehend it at that time, so the book was shelved until we got set up. Well now we are up and running and I have since read the book in its entirety. All I can say is – What a story!

I was mistaken thinking that I would have to really concentrate on keeping up with the book. Once I was immersed into the perfectly described setting, story, dialogue and character development, I found it very hard to leave! There’s something about the author’s style of writing that is really compelling. His portrayal of the bizarre, and the gritty, perverted nature of some aspects of the book, really help to keep the pages turning. I’m not going to give away any spoilers, but in an ordinary world some of the issues raised in the book would be enough to turn you away. But in Shady Palms, it is almost enticing! Unpredictable twists, fast-paced action and an intense story-line make this book a great page-turner that you will struggle to put down. Allen Dusk is definitely an author to keep an eye on.

So here’s a bit more about the book:

“A sleazy motel, burrowed on the edge of town, is haunted by rumors of dead hookers found between mattresses and peep holes drilled through walls. When Special Agent Daniels targets the motel during an investigation, the nefarious owner, Sanjay, must scramble to conceal evidence of his own dark deeds. Just when he believes things can’t get any worse, motel guests begin to vanish without a trace. Can Sanjay discover the truth behind the phenomena threatening his motel before the Feds get suspicious, or does he risk exposing his own sordid enterprises to seek help from the outside? Why don’t you book a room for the night and find out? At these bargain rates you’ll be lucky if you only find dirty sheets and a few skeletons in the closet. Welcome to the Shady Palms Motel. Check out is at 11, if you live that long…”

See. Even that description alone should have told me that this was an excellent book, but for some reason I was oblivious!

If you would like to find out about the author and links to purchase this book and more, visit his website here

Although I warn you – If you have a tendency to stay at motels then you may want to stay clear of Shady Palms… if not you’ll be sleeping with one eye open for sure!

Review by Siobhan

After finally getting power back I e-mailed my buddies at Erebus Horror to send me something ASAP to review and jumped for a trilogy of short films by Jeremiah Kipp. Now, if you don’t know who Jeremiah Kipp is here is a little caption from my inbox of some of his work:

“Jeremiah Kipp’s directing credits include THE SADIST starring Tom Savini, THE POD starring Larry Fessenden, CONTACT (commissioned by Sinister Six annual screening series), THE DAYS GOD SLEPT, CRESTFALLEN, THE CHRISTMAS PARTY (Cannes and Clermont-Ferrand), EASY PREY (commissioned by NYC’s annual VisionFest), DROOL (commissioned by Mandragoras Art Space), SNAPSHOT and THE APARTMENT (commissioned by Canon to premiere their XL2 at DV Expo 2004). Producing credits include the feature films SATAN HATES YOU (created by Glass Eye Pix, starring Angus Scrimm, Michael Berryman and Reggie Bannister), GOD’S LAND, LET’S PLAY, IN MONTAUK, THE JONESTOWN DEFENSE and THE BED-THING (directed by Pulitzer Prize-nominated Matt Zoller Seitz). Assistant director credits include I SELL THE DEAD starring Dominic Monaghan, SOMEWHERE TONIGHT starring John Turturro, ONE NIGHT starring Melissa Leo, and the Sundance Award- winning MAN (dir: Myna Joseph).”

Now, down to fuckin’ business, I received 3 links to 3 short films: Crestfallen, Contact, and Drool. I had no idea what to expect, but I was excited to see what was in store for me. Crestfallen and Drool were okay but Contact I felt he could have gone further.

Contact was basically about a girl who freaks out from drugs with her boyfriend, and then reunites with her parents in the end all clean and pretty. I felt that the “junkies”, and especially the drug dealer, were lame. There was a stereotypical guy in a leather jacket who looked like a jerk off (I’m allowed to say that because my boyfriend has that jacket with a huge Ramones patch on the back and he manages to not look like a fool in it), and some kid with his eyes closed looking stupid, who should have been left out of the shot completely, or should have been on the floor pretending to sleep. The drug dealer was a unique character who I appreciated, but not as an actual drug dealer. I’ve never met a drug dealer who wore eye liner and had a penis (I’m assuming that guy was a guy, I could be really fucking off on that one). You don’t know what kind of drug they’re doing, but they’re freebasing it completely naked. With any drug trip there were highs and lows, and I was left wishing the low went way fucking low, like down to the core of the earth low. But all in all I felt like it was shot well and the setting/backdrop for each scene was done well. I really liked the way it went back and forth from the parents waiting at the dinner table and back to their daughter getting fucked up.

Crestfallen was a series of flash backs in the mind of a girl who just slit her wrists in a bathtub (more boobies fellas). I thought it was a really cool concept and there was an aerial shot from above the bathtub tinting the water with her blood — it looked totally disturbing and dark, I loved it.

Drool was an experimental film where you’re left not sure what the fuck went on. It’s just a naked man and woman in a room covered in what I’m assuming is supposed to be drool, but all I kept thinking was it was definitely some kind of lube, so I kept picturing a scene from the movie Old School (“We can only get KY in the 24 oz tubes, industrial size can take up to 3-4 weeks”). The whole time you’re not sure if they’re fuckin’ or fightin’ and it’s weird, but something about it I liked and wanted to see more — how did they get there? what’s happening? where did he go? I kind of liked it, in a weird way and wouldn’t mind seeing it turned into a totally over the top gory, horror flick filled with insanity.

As you can see, not all horror is monsters and cannibals, it can be taken any way. Check out some of Jeremiah Kipp’s work for yourself, I’d love to see what all the other horror fanatics think of his work, so leave a comment below or on my blog. Who knows, he can be the next big thing and you’ll get to tell all your hipster friends you saw him way back when all because of some girl — that girl — Siobhan.

Read more about Jeremiah Kipp here