Of course! Where do you put your Christmas skull?
We had friends over the other day and they noticed a skull placed under our tree. Apparently that’s a weird thing according to outsiders, but in our little home, our Day of the Dead skull wears many a hat, and tis the season for keeping the tree skirt in place and the would-be present thieves at bay.
This month has been one of discovering and falling in love with a relatively new genre to me (I have stepped a toe in once or twice, but never jumped in face first): Christmas Horror!
I made a list, checked it twice, ripped it up and started again.
Black Christmas (2006)
Silent Night, Deadly Night (1984)
Wow, talk about back to back movies that are completely night and day, and aside from that comparison, no more shall be made! Asshole “Santa” murders your parents in front of your eyes, nuns at the orphanage attempt to heal you by forcing Santa on you, fast-forward a few years and it’s an inevitable conclusion that the ole brainski shall snap. (SPOILER) And snap it does. Blood, brutal slayings, Santa, boobies and beautiful gore in all its festiveness and despite the initial response on its release (oh the hoity-toity-ness of the '80s), it would seem that things just get better with time.
Silent Night (2012)
Santa’s Slay (2006)
Rare Exports: A Christmas Tale
So be good, or else Santa will tear you to shreds. Hmmm… So many potential Santa’s to raise my future children on! Grandpa got run-over by a hell-deer, protecting us from Santa, on Christmas Eve… You know the tune. I wish I could include a sound clip of me singing this to you. Things are better when sung!
Merry Christmas everyone!