Jacob Gehman
Jacob lives in Lancaster, PA, where he basically shelters himself from anything resembling culture and other people. Digs on creative expression in all mediums. Works night shift, so is always cranky, irritated, and hungry. He drives a car. Sometimes his roommates' cats want him to pet them, and sometimes he does so.
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AMERICAN GUINEA PIG: BLOODSHOCK Helps Define What REAL Torture Porn Looks Like

[Editor’s Note: WARNING! This review contains graphic images further down the page.] “Torture porn” has become an oft-cited buzzword in modern horror. In casual usage it points to the increasing use of gore to drive films: the glorification of reducing a sock-puppet human into pulp. Using violence as a crutch to entice viewers rather than…

It’s Not All Bad: Jacob’s 7 Happiest Moments in this Dumpster Fire of a Year

It’s been a rough year. It would be really easy to compile a list of the worst moments that we’ll remember from 2016. It’s much harder to remember the good stuff. The times that shimmered, providing an island of comfort amid the preceding and ensuing clusterfuck. It’s a hard list because I’m not naturally a…

Have Your Turkey and Eat it Too: Not Much Fighting from the Gang When it Comes to KRISHA

Thanksgiving isn’t usually associated with having a wide spate of seasonal entertainment. It’s not Christmas, after all, or even Halloween, both of which are prone to month-long cable TV marathons and special theatrical releases. It’s a holiday that lacks the pomp and circumstance on a pop culture scale. As a society we’re content to gather…

MEAT: It’s What’s For Dinner

Meat (aka Vlees, 2010) is a Netherlands film directed by Victor Nieuwenhuijs and Maartje Seyferth. Artsploitation Films has finally given Meat a US release, although I say “finally” a bit tongue in cheek – whether or not anyone was clamoring for a US release, I don’t know, but this isn’t like some underground classic that…

Grant, Sinatra, and Loren Star in the Classic THE PRIDE AND THE PASSION

The film industry loves romance. Love infiltrates every genre. It’s in big budget action and in small budget horror. It’s in comedies of all shapes and sizes (not just the ones with a “rom” tacked on front). The near-universal applicability of this tango between two people isn’t surprising, or even a bad thing, as it’s…

I am a Monster, That’s What You Told Me Baby: BREAKING A MONSTER’s Look Into the Early Stages of a Young Band

I remember being a kid and pretending to be a rock and roll star. Standing on that stage, flashing mad guitar skills, bedazzled audience members screaming like I’m John Lennon. That was the dream, right? As with most people with the dream, I realized pretty quickly that my skills were not up to par and,…

31 Days, Day 28: The Gang was Stuck at Home, So We Watched HOUSEBOUND

[Editor’s Note: This is our last Friday Frights piece, as Halloween is Monday. This column (originally conceived as Friday Fight, but called Friday Frights in honor of Halloween) will return after we take a week or two off to iron out the details, as I noted last week. This month we restricted all of our…

31 Days, Day 27: The Disturbing, the Demented, and the Depraved Takes on CANNIBAL Motherfucking HOLOCAUST

In the world of disturbing cinema, few films have the name value that Cannibal Holocaust carries. It’s not quite a household name, per se, but despite being a 1980s Italian exploitation horror film, it has broken out of its target niche to be something that runs at a far higher name recognition than you’d expect.…

31 Days, Day 15: Celebrating Half Way to Halloween with THE HORRIBLE DR. HITCHCOCK

The Horrible Dr. Hitchcock is, to modern eyes, a subtle Italian gothic horror. Released in 1962, it riffs on some taboo themes without ever highlighting them to their full squeamish grandeur. Bernard Hitchcock (Robert Flemyng) is a doctor of some repute. He lives in a cavernous mansion with his wife, housekeeper, and cat. It’s something…

31 Days, Day 4: MECANIX is a French Canadian Fever Dream

Mecanix is a fever dream. It’s visual poetry, by which narrative, meaning, and intention are shrouded by the flicker of visceral imagery. Its 70 minute runtime laced with the shocking and grotesque. Here is where I would usually give a bit of a plot overview, but honestly I comprehended so little that it’s not even…

Things That Make You Go “Huh”: WILD IN THE STREETS

My reaction as the ending credits began to roll on Wild in the Streets was something like, “Huh.” Ninety-seven minutes of film had passed by my eyes, building up some really interesting ideas, some unique characters, and some oddly still-relevant political satire, only to turn the whole movie into an awkward punchline. “Huh,” pretty much…

The Disturbing, the Demented, and the Depraved: The SAW Series

What is it to feel disturbed? This series will ask that question over and over, attempting to find answers within a wide variety of cinema. Sometimes the films will be violent, other times they will disturb in the way they present uncomfortable topics. This journey will take us through some well known films, while also…

CLOWNTOWN: You are Right to be Afraid

I’ve never been a clown guy. You know why? Because I’m not insane, that’s why. Who are these people that think some adult smearing multicolored goop all over their face, clamping a red ball on their nose, smooshing a wig on their head, and twisting phallic-shaped balloons into something appealing to kids is at all…

ATROZ: Battery Acid for the Soul

Atroz feels like battery acid getting spilled all over your soul. It corrodes through your fraying sanity; it takes no prisoners. “Psh,” you scoff. “I’ve seen Cannibal Holocaust. I am desensitized.” Maybe that’s true. You’ve seen all of the fucked up shit. You are a god of Fucked Up Shit Cinema. Pat yourself on the…

Tell Me That You Love Me, Junie Moon…

Tell Me That You Love Me, Junie Moon is an appropriately mouthful of a title; the film it reveals is equally awkward to get around, a lumbering 113 minute slice-of-life comedy that knocks about here and there before finally running the credits. Junie Moon (Liza Minnelli), Arthur (Ken Howard), and Warren (Robert Moore) are buddies…

Drug Fueled Pregnancies Never End Well

It’s easy to want to like Antibirth. It’s a glitchy, hazy drug movie that goes in some interesting gross out body horror directions. Its character list is full of slackers: users, dealers, the barely housed, the barely employed. These are people who think nothing of the ongoing pursuit of hedonism because there’s nothing else going…

TOWER: Charles Whitman vs. the Goodness of Humanity

50 years ago today, August 1st, 1966 that Charles Whitman made his way to the university tower’s upper balcony, equipped with a sniper rifle, and opened fire. Tower retells the story of his victims, of the heroes who stepped up. The film combines animation with archival footage, voice actors with actual interviews, to trace the…

Grindhouse Film Misses the Mark But Shows Great Promise

Imagine, for a second, the idealistic throwback grindhouse slaughterfest: Sepia-toned desert? Check. The blown-off face of a man kissed against a car window? Check. A woman limping along while a white man with issues chases her? Check and check. Carnage Park, the fifth film from director Mickey Keating (Darling, POD), oozes aesthetic. From the way…