WTF?!

Frank Darabont is looking to shoot an adaptation of the graphic novel series "The Walking Dead", as a television series for AMC. That's one you don't hear every day.

Check out some decent "Zombieland" virals, each one containing a Zombieland "rule", brought to you by Woody Harrelson. Not the worst thing I've ever seen.

"2001 Maniacs: Beverly Hellbillys", the sequel to Tim Sullivan's "2001 Maniacs", has officially wrapped shooting. Expect to hear more from this project in the near future.

Do I want to see a horror/comedy called "Dahmer vs Gacey"? Well, no actually, I don't. But I'll let you make up your own mind.

A few months back Eric gave us the teaser for a new horror film coming out that would revolve around of all things whale watching. Well today we finally have a full trailer for “Reykjavik: Whale Watching Massacre”, which in German means “a whale's vagina”. Alright that’s a lie.

You'll laugh, you'll cry, you'll Shriek... of the mutilated. You can blame Mark for this.

Probably most horror geeks can relate to being obsessed with collecting. I’ve got more horror action figures than I care to admit at home. Of course mine are all sitting in a closet now... good luck with the marriage, Eric.

That said, the film “The Man Who Collected Food” is pretty far out there even by horror fan standards. The movie tells the story Miguel, a man who is obsessed with collecting... well food. These posts practically write themselves. But Miguel doesn’t just collect the food, he keeps it in perfect unopened condition in his cabinet.

Ever wonder what Billy Joel’s 1982 video for the song “Pressure” would look like if it was remade today by Japanese director Hitoshi Matsumoto? I know, me too!

Well your prayers have been answered with the trailer to his new film “Symbol”. What’s the film about? As far as I can tell there's a guy trapped in a prison and he sees a bunch of ceramic babies coming out of the walls, genitals first. Then a guy barks at a bunch of dogs. Sounds about right. See if you can figure it out.

As my life begins its inevitable journey through the rugged terrain of middle age, I've discovered that my genre-related cravings are leaning heavily towards the silly, the outlandish, and the unapologetically over-the-top. In general, horror movies aren't very frightening to me anymore, forcing yours truly to turn his attention towards films that are saturated in gore, shock, and, more importantly, outlandish physical comedy. If someone gets struck repeatedly about the head and neck while entrails and assorted body parts explode across the screen, then I'm usually a pretty happy camper.

Sweeney Todd would be so proud. Alright, Thailand’s Kittiwat Unarrom isn’t actually putting people in his bread but he could've fooled me based on these pictures. He’s opened up his very own “Body Bakery” and what he’s filled it with is bread in the shape of decapitated heads, dismembered arms and all kind of other fun crap. That isn’t gross enough for you? Well he presents his creations in his very own showroom that is set up to look like a grocery store. Complete with saran wrapped heads and body parts on meat hooks. Yummy!

David Lynch and Moby are good friends. They share an interest in transcendental meditation, weird sounds, and isolated factories. So, when Moby needed a music video he asked Lynch, who took a literal approach to the single “Shot in the Back of the Head” from Moby's new album “Wait for Me.”

There isn’t much to say about this one beyond the creator's description. All I can say is thank God for the internet and its ability to keep me away from doing actual work.

What if Ghostbusters, the movie, was shot in 1954 instead of 1984? Who should be part of the cast? Would they have the same equipment? Who would they battle? Considering Dan Aykroyd's concept owes a lot to Bob Hope, Abbott and Costello, and Lewis and Martin comedies of the 40s and 50s, it is not that big of a stretch to speculate.

In case you were wondering -- and I'm almost positive most of you weren't -- I watch a lot of cheesy motion pictures produced during the 80's and 90's. And as sad as it may sound, I actually pride myself on the embarrassing number of films I've managed to stuff into my desensitized, oversaturated little mind. Diving into a creamy cinematic vat of genre-related obscurity is one of my favorite pastimes, rivaled only by my addiction to poorly-dubbed, low-budget kung fu movies, the sort that usually come packaged by the metric ton.