I’ve heard people say that Columba was a nasty drunk. It’s true, he could be a mean bastard when he’d had a few drinks, but that was only half the story. Columba was far worse sober than he ever was when he was drunk. He might shove a broken bottle in your face after a […]
One year ago. “Hello! Hello! Yes Charles. Yes I can hear you now. I hope you are getting these pictures. This really is a remarkable moment.” The screen flickered and, woozily, the image became clearer. There was an empty stage, surrounded by rank upon rank of soldiers in brown uniforms. The soldiers weapons were lowered […]
Seamus panicked when he saw the tiny bundle in his wife’s arms. “What have you done?” he asked Maire. She stood in the doorway, calmly dipping a finger into the little font of holy water they kept on the hallway wall. She blessed herself and thee bundle. The light from outside spilt around her. She […]
The banshee was waiting for me at the bottom of the escalator in Tottenham Court Road tube station. If I’d known what she was, I’d have run a mile. But I didn’t.
The publication Old Man’s War brought John Scalzi both critical and commercial success. His work was widely praised for its fast-paced action and for its updating of classic science fiction tropes but the novel was also controversial and attracted considerable criticism. This article is not the place to rehash the extensive online debates about Old […]
This issue we descend further into the pits of hell to bring Matrix readers the bad and the ugly in science ficton film. Join us as we reach a new level of terror and explore the tortured mind of troubled auteur Roy “Chubby” Brown through his seminal 1993 masterwork U.F.O. The Movie.
The Wicksboro Incident (2003) is “inspired” by The Blair Witch Project in much the same way that a drunk pissing his name in the snow is “inspired” by Picasso. And it is proof that low budgets don’t always mean smart film-making and better imagination. Watch it and see if you can guess which of the […]
If the bomb had dropped in the early 1960s the English middle class would have been thoroughly inconvenienced — getting a decent cup of tea was going to be bloody hard if all the best china had been smashed for a start.
1988’s The Seventh Sign is a film in the tradition of Rosemary’s Baby or The Omen, but, y’know, rubbish. No one who acted in this film has been heard of since 1995. Is it cursed?
The Night Caller From Outer Space (1965) AKA Blood Beast From Outer Space proves that not just American girls are threatened by the lustful advances of alien beasts. Martin McGrath leaves humming the theme tune, over and over and over…