Safe Place poster


Directed by Nick Hunt (as Nicholas Hunt)

Screenplay written by Preston Fassel, Nick Hunt, Andrew J. Robinson and  Pennie Sublime

And starring Lara Jean Mummert, Ashley Mary Nunez, James Robert Taylor and Genoveva Rossi


So here’s some exciting news in the horror world…First time Director Nick Hunt has recently released the teaser trailer for his upcoming feature film, Safe Place.

Over the holiday weekend, it was announced that the teaser trailer was the first official selection for  THE DEAD OF NIGHT FILM FESTIVAL and we here at Death & Giggles would like to congratulate Nick and the entire crew on this success. We hope to see many more for them in the future!


For those of you not already in the know, the films synopsis is as follows:
Six students attend a party to celebrate their friend’s successful art show opening. Their presence triggers memories of a traumatic event in the host’s past, and he resolves to positively impact the course of their lives – by ending them.
When speaking with Nick, he had this to say about his upcoming film:

SAFE PLACE is a culmination of 10 years of careful planning, and 19 months of execution. It is above all a horror film FOR the fans, by the fans. We dedicate ourselves to not making a self aware horror film but a socially conscious horror film instead. You will go into SAFE PLACE thinking it’s like every other Horror film you’ve seen before, but then sooner than later we’ll surprise you, we’ll hit you in the gut, and do some things you (the fans) aren’t expecting. At the end of the day I am showing my appreciation for the genre, not my parody or attempt at recreation.

You can check out the teaser trailer below:

Safe Place


Safe Place is Nick Hunt’s directorial debut and will be released sometime in Februrary 2018.

We here at D&G are looking forward to seeing what he has in store for us!

Be on the lookout for more news as we receive it or you can check out their facebook page here , or their imdb page for more information here.





The Burningmoore Deaths

The Burningmoore Deaths

Directed by Jonathan Williams

Written by James A. Colletti and Jonathan WIlliams

Starring Geoff Tate, Tony Guida and James Doheny

James Parrish was a quiet family man who never exhibited any signs of mental illness or committed any crimes. All that changed when his wife and three children were found brutally murdered on a cold winter night in early 2010. All evidence pointed to James. Although police officials conducted a nationwide manhunt for the loving family man turned killer, he was somehow able to avoid capture and was not seen or heard from those who knew him again. 

Five long years after the heinous crimes, the Parrish family home is purchased by a man looking to turn it into a bed and breakfast while filming the first episode of his home improvement show, Let’s Get Hammered. Unfortunately for the film crew, James is back and he is very unhappy about their presence in his home. What was supposed to be a 30 day shoot ends tragically in just one day as the cameras capture the murders of the film crew…


First announced in 2010, and supposedly based on true events, The Burningmoore Deaths (Also known as The Burningmoore Incident or Reality Kills) which features former Queensryche frontman, Geoff Tate in his acting debut, has been quite a few years in the making.

Having been a longtime Queensryche fan since my early teens AND a complete sucker for found footage films, I naturally HAD to watch this after discovering that it was finally available. After seeing Geoff Tate perform on stage many times, I was eager to see what he was capable of when it came to acting. Unfortunately, I was sorely disappointed. There was a lot of potential with this role but he never speaks a word (other than the films narration) and all we really get to see of him are some occasional menacing looks that are caught on  the film crew cameras. There’s nothing spectacular about this role, or his performance in it. What could have been a breakout role for him just sort of falls flat. And it’s a damn shame.

Sadly, despite some great ideas and what could have been a great film, The Burningmoore Deaths falls short. Really short. Most of the murders take place in dark areas and are only seen through grainy camera shots. What could have been some rather brutal and bloody kill scenes are unfortunately lackluster and diluted by the way they are presented and the audience is left wanting more. Much more.

My biggest problem with this film is the almost complete lack of back story. There is very little character introduction with James Parrish and we have no idea why he up and  lost it and killed his family seemingly out of nowhere. There’s a rather weak mention of how he got a tattoo of the word “MOROS”, which roughly translates into “God” or “Diety”, just before committing the murders but nothing more than that.

The Burningmoore Deaths is like a mash up of Extreme Home Makeover and a true crime documentary, which I would normally be all about, but unfortunately the action is far too low key for a film of this nature. What could have been a fairy decent film as far as found footage goes, is just disappointing, boring, and dull. I was left wanting both my time and money back. Save yourself the grief and skip this one, you won’t be missing much.


Dinah ROTLD promo

By Amy Mead


We have some exciting news for both music AND horror fans this afternoon!


Most of you will know Dinah Cancer and her band 45 Grave from their contribution to the Return of the Living Dead soundtrack with the song, “Party Time” and more recently for their contribution to the 2009 Night of the Demons remake with the song “Night of the Demons”.


It was announced by Rob DiLauro, CEO of Fear Front Publishing, via video message on facebook, earlier today that he and the legendary Dinah Cancer will be teaming up, and together they will unleash her autobiography upon the horrorpunk loving masses sometime in late 2017.


Here’s what FFP’s CEO Rob Dilauro had to say about the upcoming project:

In 1979 a fierce, driven woman fronted a band that would revolutionize a certain sound many had called Ghoul Rock and inspired a pure infusion of horror and music.


The lady behind the microphone with gothic beauty, manic and fiery energy, and a stage presence and persona that made her a queen was Dinah Cancer and the legendary band was known as 45 Grave.


Her life in the punk scene became a legacy, and after sharing the stage with acts like Black Flag, The Misfits, Rob Zombie, Marilyn Manson, The Cramps, and The Damned, Dinah grew to be a symbol of strength, power, and fantasy for many fans through the decades. After success with songs like their single Party Time which became the anthem for the classic film Return Of The Living Dead, 45 Grave became a staple in the horror community that would never die.


Now it is time to tell the story of Dinah Cancer and her metamorphosis and journey to become one of punk’s reigning Queens.


Fear Front Publishing is honored and proud to announce a collaboration between the woman behind her persona, Mary Sims, and horror entertainer Rob DiLauro to give music and horror fans a true biographical account of her life, career, as well as her legacy that will never enter the grave.


She is 45 Grave, She is Dinah Cancer, and her story is coming to Fear Front Publishing in late 2017…


Dinah Cancer in makeup for Night of the Demons video



45 Grave's Dinah Cancer
Anti club, 1984, photo by Rocky de Vega


I also had the opportunity to speak with Dinah briefly today, and she is very excited to get moving on the project and share her story with all of the bands fans.


We here at D&G will do our best to keep you updated with any news regarding any developments with this exciting collaboration and when we can expect it to become available for your reading pleasure.

And don’t forget to head on over to and check out all the great titles that are currently available through their publishing company! There are some great reads there!



Review by Amy Mead


The Autopsy of Jane Doe

The Autopsy of Jane Doe

Directed by Andre Overdal

Starring Brian Cox and Emile Hirsch

Tommy and Austin Tildon, respectively played by Brian Cox and Emile Hirsch, are a father and son who run a local mortuary. Just as they are about to call it a day, they receive the corpse of an unidentified young woman. Right away, something seems off with the girls body. It is mysteriously unmarred and has no outward appearance of a violent death. Due to the extremely strange nature of the brutal crime scene the corpse was discovered at, the local sheriff asks them to put a rush on things and try find the cause of death by morning.

The father and son team soon set to work on the girl. Upon their examination of the corpse, they so begin to find one disturbing thing after another. Her ankles  and wrists have been shattered, her tongue has been cut out and all her injuries have made no outward appearance on the young girls body.

With each bizarre discovery, things become more unsettling and ominous as they get closer to uncovering Jane Doe’s terrifying secrets. And her frightening capabilities.



The Autopsy of Jane Doe 2


Having been a massive fan of director Andre Overdal’s 2010 film TROLLHUNTER, I had been anxiously awaiting this film for quite some time. I am very happy to report  that this was one of the rare instances that I was not disappointed when finally viewing a film I had been this eager to see.

Once in a while, a film comes along that makes all the shitty ones you’ve suffered through while trying to find something truly entertaining worth it. The Autopsy of Jane Doe is that film.

While the film does have a few very minor flaws, the first half of the film is beyond creepy and the delivery of the scares is beautifully crafted. Overdal takes he audience on a very tense and terrifyingly relentless ride that must be experienced firsthand.

He works beyond the budgetary limits of the film and uses them to his advantage with dramatic camera angles, lighting, and he delivers a very strong sense of dread with a slow, methodic pace that never gets boring. The film is set in confined space and Overdal makes the most of it, using the already existing creepiness of the set design to his full advantage.




That being said, Overdal’s talents are not enough to completely sell the film. The film features knockout performances by both Cox and Hirsch, which do a great deal in making the film the success that it is. Their portrayals of these characters really deliver, providing the film with the strength, depth, and emotional backbone that it needs.

The Autopsy of Jane Doe is one of the best films in the last year, hands down. Although unexpected, it was a much needed breath of fresh air in horror. If you haven’t seen it yet, I suggest that you do so as soon as possible. The film is damn near perfect. See it. Today.


By Amy Mead 

The Chainsaw Sally Show

Season One 

Chainsaw Sally Show Season One

Brought to you by the mind of Jimmyo Burril

Starring April Monique Burril, Azman Toy, Lilli Burril and Nicolette Le Faye

And featuring appearances by Debbie Rochin, Jimmyo Burril, Monique Dupree, Jordan Wyandt and many more

Back in 2004, Jimmyo Burril unleashed the Chainsaw Sally character upon the word with the indie film of the same name. The Chainsaw Sally Show, which began in 2010is a continuation of that character’s story.

Sally Diamon (April Monique Burril) is a woman who witnessed the brutal murder of her parents as a young girl. Needless to say, it fucked her up royally. She, along with her eccentric and colorful brother Ruby, has grown up to be a serial killer. 




Sally is a librarian by day and a vicious killer by night. She keeps a vigilant watch, seeking revenge on the more unsavory residents of Porterville, Maryland. Parking in a handicapped spot to go jogging, littering, bullying, and being a creepy pervert are unacceptable to Sally. Commit any of those offenses and it’s practically a guarantee you’ll meet the business end of Sally’s trusty chainsaw “Gunnar”.

Yes, Sally is a killer, But she is by no means your average killer. Instead of preying on the weak and innocent, she prefers to go after what she considers to be the dregs of society. Sometimes Ruby even gets in on the action.

These sinister siblings share quite a bond. They thoroughly enjoy killing together and then cannibalizing all those who dare to piss them off. And let me tell you this: they are very good at it. Their relationship is very entertaining to watch and the chemistry they have as brother and sister is something that is almost heartwarming, in a very twisted sense. 

She may be a vicious killer, but not all “crimes” are punishable by death in Sally’s eyes. Delivering her peanut butter cookies when she asked for mint thins might just get you kept in a cage as her personal pet, much like fan favorite Busy Bee (Nicolette Le Faye).

Sally isn’t always totally full of maniacal rage, however. And we see this through her interactions with local goth girl, and library helper Poe. After working with her at the library, she develops a bit of a sweet spot for Poe. When she is the victim of bullying by two asshole high school girls, Sally makes them pay dearly. It is a beautiful thing to see.


Chainsaw Sally Show


With a runtime of 275 minutes, there is much to love with Season one of The Chainsaw Sally Show. It’s got blood, gore, humor and boobs aplenty, with a definite sort of punk rock kind of feel. It’s very indie but that’s what makes it so much damn fun. That in itself is what makes it work so well. When you add in the inventive and sometimes over the top kills, it’s just a lot of fun to watch. The special effects are exceptionally well done for such a low budget affair.

The story line is rather simple but thanks to Jimmyo Burril’s direction, and the way the cast brings their respective roles to life, it does it’s job keeping the audience entertained through it’s entirety. The way April Monique Burril transitions to all the many facets of Sally’s character is truly a showcase of her acting skills. By the end of it’s run, I had fallen completely in love with Sally and the rest of the gang. I really didn’t want it to end. There truly is a lot to love here, even for the most seasoned of horror fans.

It is my humble opinion that The Chainsaw Sally Show truly deserves a space on the shelves of all cult horror fans all over the world. If you are into horror comedy mashed up with a little revenge and a lot of gore, I strongly recommend you check this series out. You’ll love it.

And If you like what you see, The Chainsaw Sally Show Season Two also exists and is available for your viewing pleasure!


By Amy Mead

Rob Zombie's 31


Written and directed by Rob Zombie

Starring Sheri Moon Zombie, Meg Foster, Malcom McDowell, Jeff Daniel Phillips, Lawrence Hilton-Jacobs, Richard Brake, E.G. Daily, Lew Temple and many more.


The night before Halloween, a group of carnival workers on their way to the next midway hit a bizarre roadblock of voodoo type scarecrows. A few of the group decide to investigate and before they know it they are overtaken by a gang costumed figures. Only five of them survive the attack. The survivors (Charly, Roscoe, Panda, Venus and Levon) are bound and gagged, and then driven to a large compound where they are told that they are now contestants in a game called “31”. It is revealed that they are up against a group of homicidal maniacs and must fight for their lives. They have no choice.

One by one, the group begins to meet up with their adversaries, the “Heads”. They have 12 hours to play. And survive. It’s fight or die.

Well, here we go again. Another Rob Zombie film. 

Most of Zombie’s films seem to be either hit or miss with most horror fans (myself included). And 31 Is no exception to that. With 31, Zombie has once again given us another film where the fans and critics alike are most likely either going to love it or flat out hate it.

Much like his 2012 effort, The Lords of Salem (which is considered by many to be his best film but sadly bombed at the box office) there doesn’t seem to be much of an in between with 31. The reception has been mixed thus far and once again, fans seem to either love it or hate it. 

For me, the jury is still out on this one. I don’t love it or hate it but I will say this: There are as many things to love about 31 as there are to hate about it. But admittedly, this seems to be the norm for me when it comes to Rob Zombie’s film efforts.

One of this biggest issues with 31 is that right from the start, there is very little character introduction to be had and the film suffers a bit because of that. There is minimal attachment to any of the films protagonists. No one’s death really makes much of an impact or feels like much of a loss in the grand scheme of things. I did kinda fall in love with Lawrence Hiton-Jacobs’ (of Welcome Back, Kotter fame) character Panda however. 

Sheri Moon Zombie’s character, Charly,  comes off as a self centered, vulgar asshole almost immediately. She has almost zero likability and it’s hard to care about what happens to her or those in the group with her. Sheri Moon Zombie’s acting (once again) does what could have been a standout role  for her absolutely no justice. But let’s face it: At this point does that really come as a surprise anymore? 

Unfortunately, we’ve seen most of these characters several times over in Zombie’s various other films. Because of that, I found myself actually routing for the “Heads”. Richard Brakes’s “Doom-Head” to be more specific. There is a standout performance in 31 and he is definitely it. 

I also really enjoyed Lew Temple’s humorous take on Psycho-Head, and I would have loved to see more of these two homicidal, yet humorous maniacs in action.

Another big issue I had with 31 is the mystique about the captors themselves. There is little explanation as to who these people are or what exactly the rules are here. What happens if our protagonist actually make it the 12 hours? What then? And how have these people never been caught? All we really know for sure is that this “event” seems to be an annual thing for these sickos.

There are many flaws in 31 but there is a saving grace here: Zombie’s eye for detail. The sound, the lighting and the brilliant use of quality practical effects are all amazing and do absolute wonders for the film. There are many things that Rob Zombie falls a bit short on with his writing and character development at times, but he does do stunning visual and audio work on all of his films.

All in all, 31 is worth checking out. It’s fun, it’s delightfully twisted at times (Thank you, Malcolm McDowell) and it’s got some good gore happening throughout it’s run. The ending though? Brace yourselves for disappointment. 



By: Amy Mead 

blair witch callie-hernandez



Directed by Adam Wingard

Written by Simon Barrett

Starring Callie Hernandez, James Allen McCune, Corbin Reid, Brandon Scott, Valorie Curry and Wes Robinson

When James Donohue was just four years old, his sister Heather went off into the Black Hills of Maryland to shoot a documentary about local legend, The Blair Witch. Heather along with fellow filmmakers, Joshua Leonard and Mike Williams all disappeared. They seemingly vanished, leaving behind nothing but their footage and a slew of unanswered questions. None of them were seen alive again.

For 17 years, James has been in turmoil. Often wondering what happened to Heather, he has been seeking answers regarding her disappearance anywhere he can. He stumbles upon a video that someone uploaded to youtube that was supposedly found in the woods where the three filmmakers disappeared. Upon close examination of the video, James becomes convinced that sees his sister. Hoping to find some sort of evidence that will get the local police to reopen the case, he is compelled to further investigate the area where the tape was found. He enlists the help of some friends, Peter, Ashley and Lisa (who wants to document the search for her film thesis) to go on a search and upon their arrival they are joined by locals, Lane and Talia and head off into Blair Witch territory…



In 1999, relative unknowns Daniel Myrick and Eduardo Sanchez burst onto the scene with The Blair Witch Project. It was made on an almost nonexistent budget and was one of the first films in the found footage sub-genre to gain popularity. The film garnered all sorts of unexpected acclaim from fans and critics alike, igniting a media frenzy. Word got out and the film began raking in some serious cash at the box office. To the tune of over $248 million worldwide. 

In 2000 fans were given a horribly lackluster sequel to the hit film when Book of Shadows: Blair Witch 2, directed by Joe Berlingerhit the theaters. Although it was met with moderate  financial success, the plot had little to do with the first film and many of the original films fans were disappointed and left wanting more. 

Flash forward about 17 years or so to 2016 and the theatrical release of a direct sequel to the first film, Blair Witch. This installment is helmed by Adam Wingard (You’re Next, The Guest) and was written by Wingard’s frequent collaborator, Simon Barrett (also of You’re Next, The Guest fame). Many believed he was working on an unrelated film called The Woods, until it was announced that it was in fact a direct sequel to the 1999 film shortly before the films September 16th release. 


What Wingard and Barrett have given us with this installment is the sequel fans wanted back in 2000 when the atrocity that is Book of Shadows: Blair Witch 2 hit the screens. A sequel that the original film, and the mythology of The Blair Witch, deserved. 

Presented with an almost ear splitting emphasis on sudden loud noises paired with numerous jump scares, the first half of the film is often humorous and it’s almost as if Wingard is attempting to lull the audience into a false sense of security and make them feel at ease,  just to scare the shit out of them later in the last half of the film, primarily with the films climactic conclusion. That being said, he almost relies a bit too heavily on the jump scares at times. 

One way the film is raging success is the way in which it seeps under the audiences skin and in that respect it is much like the first film. Not only that, but most of the key elements are here. The sound of snapping branches off in the distance, mysterious stick figures and the piles of rocks – all building the sense of anticipation, anxiety and fear. And the last 15-20 minutes of the film? Whoa! Very intense. The audience gets a glimpse of something that just raises more questions and adds a whole new level to the mythology of the witch. 

Blair Witch

There are also a few new elements going on with this one and they are enjoyable to say the least. There is the addition of the whole paradox thing that seems to be going on in the woods, and even a little bit of body horror when Ashley slices her foot open crossing Tappy East Creek of all places. 

One major thing that Blair Witch has going against it is that the viral marketing campaign and resulting media frenzy that happened with the first film can never be replicated. There is no mystery this time around as to whether the myth is true or not. We all know now that it was just a movie, and it would appear that box office numbers are a reflection of that. I saw the film in the theaters twice, and on both occasions we were the only ones in the theater. 

Despite being panned by many critics and reviewers, I would definitely recommend checking this film out. All in all, Blair Witch is a worthy follow up to one of the most well known found footage films of all time. If you are a fan of the mythology, it is something you should see for yourself. 




The Difference Between the 20th Century and Contemporary Times

By: Kelly S. Paquette


Let me start by using some information that is fact and the TRUE definition of the word Snuff or Snuff Movie: The word snuff goes all the way back to the 15th century in England with somewhat of the same meaning that it has today. Back then, you would use it in a sentence such as: “I am going to snuff it out”. Meaning to end something, or I am going to kill something. So you will see that both meanings in a sentence are virtually the same.

Americans decided to cash in on the word in the 1970’s for marketing purposes. It worked then and into the 80’s and 90’s. But not now. Now it is a controversial subject matter that people still believe is an urban myth. But it has always been kind of a Pandora’s Box as a term you were not supposed to use or ask about. Back then, if you did research like I have, the feds would be at your door. Not now though you see…I have so much research information that I searched for on the internet and ain’t no one knocking. This is a problem.

As a matter of fact, I am watching Cannibal Holocaust as I type this and when it was released in 1980, it was marketed as a real snuff film. And people bought it. They were at the box office in droves and people in the theaters often fainted or threw up. But what do you think is going to happen if you are seeing a real snuff film? That it’s going to be easy? If you do you are not of the human condition. There are a lot of versions of this film and I was lucky enough to get it in it’s full form, unedited.


That phrase in the films beginning talking about no censorship (which I agree with) as well, but it was suggested that it was a movie where people died. Yes, everyone knows about the real animal killings, but that is not what I am talking about here. It’s people like Eli Roth for an example, in an interview many years ago for a documentary called Does Snuff Exist, (available on Youtube), he made a comment about how Ruggero Deodato got “real cannibals” to act in, therefore thinking these were real people getting murdered. But I am trying to get away from this film, along with The Guinea Pig films, the August Underground films, and from films like 1970’s Snuff. We almost all know about this.

There are films that are far more accurate, such as 1999’s 8MM, starring Nicholas Cage and Joaquin Phoenix. This film delves into the underground market of porn and some of the worst varieties of it, such as child porn. In the film, he takes you down the rabbit hole right with him. Even in that film, even the sickest people who sell it, flip the fuck out when he asks if they have snuff. You really do feel his disgust for the right reasons as it’s disgusting, extremely disturbing, and the worst thing you can do to someone. Which is how I feel today in 2016.



With that being said, I have watched some very realistic films that were marketed as snuff but I knew they were not the real thing, or the filmmakers would have been arrested. But what does that say about me? If I had the opportunity to watch a real snuff film would I? It can be a very hypocritical subject.

What interests me is people think it’s the gore hounds that seek this material, which is completely wrong. It’s your neighbor, teacher, grandpa, etc. I mean, who the fuck thinks any of us gorehounds could even afford to watch a real snuff film?

That thought brings me to my next realistic snuff film: 1979’s Hardcore, starring George C. Scott and Peter Boyle. The first time I saw it I didn’t like it but the more I watch it, even today, the more disgust I have for the films intense subject matter. This film takes you to places that you really don’t want to go. A grieving father who is extremely religious and blind to the porn industry, and a hired private detective, played by Peter Boyle, who is just an ass, but does have the original 8mm film that has his daughter in it which him and the acting on George C. Scott’s behalf is bone chilling as if you were there watching it with him.

SNUFF hardcore-1979

When he decides to take matters in his own hands, he delves into this world he never knew existed, and is forced to pay to watch a true snuff film. This is not an easy task for him and it wears on him both physically, and as a moral man with disbelief. Again he takes you on a wild ride of fact and fiction.

The reason I wanted to talk about these films is because no one watches them for realistic purposes but opposed to wanted to see blood and guts galore like the above mentioned films. You want realism, watch these films instead that actually is realistic as it can be, legally.

The main reason I am writing about this, is for one I absolutely think these films exist in many forms. Forget all the “snuff” films you see today that are easily done with special effects. But in a documentary that I actually did not like called Snuff: A documentary about killing on camera, Mark Rosen tells his story of seeing a true snuff film back in the 70’s and was so frightened up until now that he never spoke about it. What does that say about our society today?

And I believe him but he asked for a good writer to get this out there and let it be known that Snuff exists. Well I decided to research by the internet, books, documentaries and finally, back in 2015 a man by the name of Peter Scully produced a real snuff film, child snuff film, sold it for profit for a lot of money going up to 10,000 a watch.

There you go, Snuff in my definition is a film produced with an onscreen murder for profitable reasons. Can’t get much clearer than that.

Unfortunately a child dies on camera after being sadistically abused. And that was the intent where child porn films have had children die but it was from torture, not the intent for murder or even profit necessarily. In many interviews he does not deny it, and really has no reason he says but warns us about the sick details in a book he is writing that will I guess explain why if you will.

Unfortunately due to research purposes only, I went to the deep web and it is called that for a reason. I came across a chat room that sounded innocent but as soon as I got in, these disgusting animals were talking details about Daisy’s Destruction, the snuff film Peter Scully made. I was so physically sick I actually threw up. I hopped out as fast as I hopped in and never went back.


RUMORS: proving them wrong

My first one is Luka Magnotta and his video of 1 icepick 1 man where he captures the murder of a “friend” on camera but here’s the thing: His reason for it was not intent for profit, it was for popularity and that is not snuff.

In Russia, “The Dnepropetrovsk Maniacs” who took videos of themselves killing a homeless man. They didn’t sell it, or even popularity, it was for fun. Again, not snuff.

Also in Russia and London, Dimetri Kunetzov was caught with massive child porn. Even though he was taped offering a snuff film where a child dies, as much as I hate to admit it, was never caught with intent of murder. Again children died, but from torture and abuse. Murder was not the intent of the film.

If you can only imagine how much child porn is out there and sick enough for prosecutors in the Kunetzov case to give up their careers then why do people decide to not believe snuff is out there? It’s not an urban myth, it has actually been documented by Peter Scully that finally, snuff exists. There are rumors of my hero, Hunter S. Thompson being part of The Bohemein Grove in the 70’s. And apparently a woman who worked with him, alleges that he offered to show her a snuff film but she was terrified and concerned. However, the same lady making these accusations worked for him until he died in February 20, 2005. That doesn’t sound like a person scared, does it? She only came out with this in recent years.

I believe there is a sub category of Snuff films. There are films trying to come off as a real snuff film, And then you have a sub genre that actually holds water. Man Bites Dog is a great example. The film looks and feels like a true snuff film without being overly grotesque. Some other films that are suggestive: A Serbian Film, Sinister, Cannibal, Men Behind the Sun, Vacancy, and even Henry: Portrait of a Serial Killer. Another great film that is suggestive that I love is The Card Player by Dario Argento. Also Gothika 2003, The Evil Dead Trap 1988, Aftermath 1994, and Thesis 1996. These are all great films with a subtle view on snuff and the surprising existence of snuff films.


Armin Meiwes, who was convicted of killing and eating another man, waits for the verdict in his retrial at a regional court in Frankfurt, central Germany, Tuesday, May 9, 2006. Meiwes was convicted of murder and sentenced to life in prison Tuesday after his retrial in a case that engrossed and
appalled Germany. The 44-year-old computer technician, also was convicted of disturbing the peace of the dead. (AP Photo/Michael Probst)

The Rotenburg Cannibal, Armin Meiwes taped himself cutting up a willing participant and then eating the mans penis. This is not considered snuff because it was for his own pleasure, not to sell.

In 2008, Jamie Reynolds killed a woman because he was so infatuated with snuff that he filmed it. Again, not snuff.

And some people actually thought the video Trent Reznor made called Happiness in Slavery was legitimate snuff.

And all of these serial killers, especially Leonard Lake and Charles Ng who taped everything, it was for them only, for use as their trophies. They hid the tapes and never sold them.

Neither did Henry Shawcross. He filmed them for his pleasure, along with a friend. He never sold them.  But if you watch interviews with him, you get the impression that he may not be the most credible kind of guy. 

Scotland: In 2005 Simon Harris was discovered hanged and filmed to be a snuff film.

South Africa: Ronnie Grimsley, murdered an 18 year old girl on film but never sold it.

The Netherlands: Spinks made very brutal child porn films and tried to sell them to Americans for 5,000 each video. The one survivor said he knew people that made snuff films. I believe if that was the case, he would not be walking around the fucking neighborhood talking about that while showing his face and being very vocal about it.

Ireland: Paddy Agnew 2000, thousands of tapes found children being brutally raped, and the one tape that was in question of being a real snuff film was put to rest when they found the tapes being digitally fixed.

The myth has been broken non-believers. Snuff films are real, they are out there, not only do they exist, but they are out there and being sold on the black market. In the underbelly of the beast.

I hope this has helped with the distinction of actual snuff films and ones that are called snuff films and are not. I hope people who believe snuff does not exist research the above “monsters” behind these films. Most notably, Peter Scully. The first man to prove that these films do exist.

There is a quote from the not so good Terror Trap film by Michael Madsen who says “People will always pay to see blood hit the floor.” I agree with that statement 100%. Always keep in mind that there is a demand for the most obscure, vile, brutal films you can find, and sometimes death is just a step away.

Not long after I wrote this article, the whole Peter Scully thing has sparked many debates about it. Some say the girl is alive and home with her family, some say it never happened, but it’s an opinion that is each to their own I suppose. If you have seen it, talk to me. I still believe it’s a true snuff film but it certainly can be open for discussion…





By Nick Durham and Amy Mead

We here at DEATH & GIGGLES are proud to announce to you our exclusive breaking news that Bill Moseley has been cast in the title role as a vicious serial killer clown in the upcoming film CREPITUS. This marks the first time that horror stalwart Moseley (Texas Chainsaw Massacre 2, Devil’s Rejects, c’mon you know) has portrayed a creepy clown on film.  As for the film itself, CREPITUS is the first feature film to be shot in Cheboygan, Michigan.

Joining Moseley in CREPITUS are cast mates Raiden Moore as Julian, Caitlin Williams as Eli, and Mike Hard as Jed. The film is directed by Haynze Whitmore, written by Eddie and Sarah Renner, and produced by Lance Paul. Scott Kodrick provides the film’s visual effects.

We here at DEATH & GIGGLES are proud to break this news to you, and we would like to extend our thanks to Haynze Whitmore for allowing us to announce this exclusive here on our site.




Nicks Nightmares Tapes Part Five


By Nick Durham

Brian stood outside his father’s house, staring off into the distance. He wasn’t really looking at anything in particular, just staring into the sky. It soothed him, soothed his mind from what he just witnessed on the tape. There wasn’t much bile left inside him to release anymore. Actually, Brian realized his stomach was surprisingly more or less settled, which in a moment of clarity, he thought to himself was quite strange given the circumstances. His thought was interrupted by Laurel coming outside, lighting up a cigarette. She tossed the tape down on Brian’s father’s porch, making a clack sound as it landed on the wood.


Laurel didn’t say a word. She sat down in the lone chair on the porch, an old rocking chair that creaked with each movement as she rocked and smoked. She sat and stared off into the distance, just as Brian had been doing before she came out. Neither said a word. What else was there to say? The silence continued until Laurel finished smoking her cigarette, stomping it out under her foot.


Why is he doing this to you Brian? Who is he?


Laurel, said Brian, not facing her but still staring off away, I wish I knew. But I don’t. I don’t know shit. I know about as much as you do.


Bullshit, said Laurel. You’ve got to know something or have some kind of idea as to why this is happening.


Brian turned around, facing her. His face flushed and his eyes red. Laurel, I don’t know a fucking thing. I swear to you. I have no idea who this guy is or why this is happening. God fucking dammit. If I fucking knew, we wouldn’t be here right now.


Brian, said Laurel surprisingly softly, maybe we should just go to the cops. Fuck the risks.


No, said Brian. I won’t risk that.


Why not?, yelled Laurel. Is it really because you care about everyone and are afraid of this guy? Or is there something you’re not telling me?


Brian’s body snapped around facing Laurel. She’d never seen him move so quick. What the fuck is that supposed to mean Laurel?, he snarled.


I think there’s something you’re not telling me, said Laurel, her eyes meeting his.


Laurel, muttered Brian, I promise you, I don’t know anything. I have no idea what’s going on or why this sick fuck is doing this and targeting me. I swear to you, I don’t.


Then let’s go to the fucking cops then!, she yelled at him.


No. For the last time, no, said Brian, keeping his eyes locked on hers. I won’t risk anything happening to you.


Laurel’s left eyebrow raised as those words came out of Brian’s mouth. Brian, fucking really?


Yes Laurel, he said turning his back on her. I still love you, you fucking cunt. He couldn’t hold back the laughter as he called her the c-word. Brian didn’t know exactly why he thought it was humorous, but he wasn’t lying to her: he did still love her.


Laurel got up and turned Brian around, facing him once more. You’re a piece of shit Brian Dobbs. And yes, I am a cunt, that’s no bullshit. And I still love you too, otherwise I wouldn’t fucking be here. Their eyes never left each other’s direct line of sight, even when they both leaned in for a kiss. They held onto each other tight for a split second before Brian pulled himself away.


We should get out of here, said Brian. Last thing we need is my dad catching wind of any of this yet.


Laurel and Brian got back into Laurel’s car and departed back to Brian’s place. Not much was said between the two of them. What else was there to say really? The silence between them wasn’t an awkward one though, more one that had a sense of understanding to it. Laurel was going to stick by Brian until all this got sorted out, until the bitter end.


While pulling up to Brian’s house, a young girl on her bike whizzed past the front of Laurel’s car, causing her to slam on the brakes. Brian glanced at the girl and recognized her as one of his neighbor’s kids. What was her name? Jen? Jane? Something with a J…has to be something with a J.


Jesus Christ kid watch where the fuck you’re going!, yelled Laurel at the girl who couldn’t have been any older than eight. The girl looked more annoyed than upset that a grown woman was hanging out the side of her car window swearing at her, but Brian decided to try to diffuse any hurt feelings. She was a kid after all.


Don’t listen to her honey, said Brian. Are you okay Jenny? The girl’s eyes got wide and she spoke up in a high pitched voice My name’s Maria you dick! Brian was dumbfounded, but became even more dumbfounded when the kid flipped them both off with both fingers. Laurel’s laughter couldn’t be contained. Brian hung his head down low as Laurel finished pulling up to Brian’s house, still laughing heartily as little fuckface Maria rode off on her own way to the opposite end of the street.


Well, that was interesting, said Laurel, trying to keep the rest of her laughter subdued under her breath.


Yeah, it sure was, said Brian. Brian stared out the windshield trying to hold it together, but he lost control and started laughing like a maniac. Laurel joined him. This day definitely did not go how either of them had planned it would to say it lightly. Brian should have been thinking about his film, and his future, and getting the fuck out of town. Laurel should have still been sleeping off the night before.


It wasn’t until they got out of Laurel’s car that Brian noticed his front door was open. Wide open. And it wasn’t until both Brian and Laurel slowly approached the door that they realized there were blood drops splattered on the ground and floor leading inside.


Laurel, stay out here, said Brian.


Fuck off Brian, piped up Laurel. We’re in this together remember?


Brian nodded his head and he slowly walked inside, careful of not stepping in the blood drops. All of which were lined up, almost like a trail. A trail of blood, Brian realized to himself, that he followed into his bedroom. Laurel held on to Brian’s hand from behind and slowly followed him into his bedroom, and both saw together what was displayed on his bed.




Something spelled the word out right there, neither Brian nor Laurel realized what it was just yet, it was only upon getting closer that Brian realized it was spelled out with human fingers. Severed human fingers. All perfectly pointed and curved to spell out LEGACY. Right on top of the comforter on Brian’s full size bed.


Holy mother of fucking God, exclaimed Laurel as she turned her head away. What neither of them noticed right away though was what was right below the word. Another tape. A tape with a label on it, saying PLAY LATER.


Laurel, said Brian. There’s another tape…


Jesus fucking Christ, said Laurel. This shit is never gonna stop.


Brian’s phone rang. He pulled it out, and it read UNKNOWN.


It’s him, said Brian. It’s him again.  Laurel looked at Brian, her focus wavering between Brian’s face and the ringing phone in his hand. Brian gave Laurel one last look before he hit accept and answered.


Hello?, said Brian.


Hello Brian. That voice again. You’re home by now I take it? Went to go see dear old Dad?


You’re watching me huh?, said Brian.


No Brian, said the voice. I’ve been watching you and Laurel both. She’s quite lovely underneath all the doom and gloom isn’t she?


Look, said Brian, what are you pl—-


No, interrupted the voice, you look Brian. I’m calling the shots here. Not you. Now look at your bedspread. Give it a good hard look for me.


Brian turned back and faced his bed, looking at those fingers splayed on his comforter.


I want you to remember that word Brian. Etch it into your brain forever. Never forget that word. Soon, you’re going to learn what it means. What it really means. And I will teach you that.


Teach me?


Yes Brian, said the voice. And you will learn. Very soon. In the meantime though, you’re about to have company. Good luck to you Brian, we’ll talk soon.


The voice hung up abruptly, but before Brian could even react, he and Laurel overheard a clutter of footsteps from inside his home. Brian and Laurel looked each other and began to exit the bedroom, only to find themselves looking down the barrel of a gun in the hands of a police officer.


FREEZE! HANDS IN THE AIR! yelled the cop.


Both Brian and Laurel raised their hands as they were told to do, and noticed that there were at least three or four more cops looking through Brian’s home, along with another one wearing a suit and tie. He approached both Brian and Laurel.


Brian Dobbs?, asked the cop. You’ve got some explaining to do.


What are you talking about and what are you doing in my house?, said Brian.


We got a phone call about suspicious activity. How about we a take a ride down to the station yeah?


You have got to be fucking kidding me, mumbled Brian under his breath.


This day really was not going how anyone had planned it would after all.