See that giant, creepy mansion on the hill? Yeah. That’s mine. Oh. Did I mention I have a chauffeur? And a butler? And don’t even get me started on that multi-million dollar laboratory in the basement where I conduct my questionable and unethical experiments. Do you think those giant plasma…
The mental and physical torture of townspeople is what we do best. We live in the creepy castle on the hill overlooking the quaint village below. You know the one. Gothic architecture. Howling wolves at night. Lots of lightning strikes. And there always seems to be a low-hanging cloud of…
A man’s home is his castle. And a monster’s castle is his fortress. Any monster who values his privacy knows a few tricks for keeping the pesky villagers and meddling teenagers with dogs off of his property. Of course, we have no intention of sharing all our secrets with you…
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Featuring movie essays from the Head Monsters of SML and others that explore our love for horror cinema! Published by the Collinsport Historical Society.
