While living in Washington, D.C., you now have access to more healthcare options than ever before. With the rapid growth of ...

You’ve dropped your phone. Again. The screen’s cracked (again), and you’re already dreading the $1,000 replacement cost.

Let’s cut through the bullshit right now. You think you know the story. A creepy house with those stupid quarter-moon windows, a family running for their lives, and a demonic pig named Jodie. But the ...

You see the words flash across the screen: “Based on a True Story.” Your pulse quickens. This isn’t just some writer’s fantasy; this actually happened. The ...

You’re here because you’ve felt that chill—the one that crawls up your spine when you see those dead, glassy eyes and that stitched-on smile. You’ve seen the Annabelle movie, sat through the jump ...

He was fired. He was disgraced. He was supposed to be gone for good. But think again. The walls of Westside Hospital are about to tremble once more. In a stunning twist that will send shockwaves ...

Let’s break through the chaos. Have you jumped at ghostly apparitions and squirmed at demonic possessions? That’s an easy task. The Lost Bus movie delivers a different kind of terror—one that’s ...

Let’s cut the crap. You think you’ve seen it all. A creaking door, a shadow in the corner, a ghostly whisper. Modern horror has left us desensitized, drowning in a sea of lazy jump scares and ...

Let’s cut the crap. You’ve been desensitized. You’ve sat through the jump scares of The Conjuring, yawned through the endless sequels of The Nun, and called it “horror.” You think you’re safe? You ...

Forget the slashers. Dismiss the ghosts. We are delving into a horror story that promises a terrifying connection to reality. This is not merely a film, but a cultural trauma that has remained ...

The spotlight has dimmed. The dance world is in mourning following the tragic and untimely death of Joshua Allen, the electrifying champion of So You Think You Can Dance Season 4. The 36-year-old ...

Some films frighten us with monsters; others chill us by holding up a mirror. Luca Guadagnino’s After the Hunt belongs to the latter. There are no ghosts here, no ...