Alright, guys… Â I need to redeem 2017 in a hurry. Â Let’s see if enlisting the power of 1980s hair metal rock and roll can get us back on track.
No, really, I mean it. Â I kinda feel after a particularly strong showing during Alyssa Milano month in December, I have done nothing but stumble out of the gate here in January. Â So, Black Roses, it’s up to you to save my blog.
1980s horror had a few things going for it. Â First, it had slashers. Â Second, it could always fall back on the old, tried and true supernatural. Â Third, there was an onslaught of new rock and roll bands that stood in direct opposition to the resurgence of Evangelical Christianity of the time. Â Finally, there was the VHS boom that meant more and more movies could be made cheaply to cash in on those kids who just wanted something easy to watch. Continue reading “Black Roses (1988)”



