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October 5, 2025

Hollow’s Grove (2014)

Hollows Grove movie posterZombos Says: Good when the horror kicks in.

Once you get past the irritatingly sophomoric and time-wasting improv at the beginning, we follow S.P.I.T (Spirit Paranormal Investigation Team) as they prepare for an episode of their show that will film at Hollows Grove, a derelict orphanage and hospital. This collected-footage narrative of their would-be fake investigation turns into a screamer with some good chills.

Lance Henriksen provides a cameo at the beginning as the special effects guy who sets up the fake scares for every episode. Only this time around the scares are on him and the rest of the crew as they are suddenly faced with malevolent occupants who like to play; and by this time, are probably very bored at not having anyone living to slay with for a long time.

Probably the worst evil monsters you can write about in horror are kids gone bad and this orphanage has a lot of them. The backstory has the children dying from disease and cremated in the basement. I know a lot of the usual horror outlets downgraded this movie when it first hit digital in 2014, but they’re wrong: there is a lot to like here, with most of it coming from a really downbeat  mood — that always important constant dread — permeating every scene the minute these bozos realize it’s all real. Films like the recent Until Dawn may have more graphic kills, but the tradeoff is no mood, leading to a rote checklist of you die this way, you die that way. The fun in watching Hollows Grove is seeing everyone on the team suddenly step knee deep into it and realizing that they are knee deep into it, while still falling for the old divide and bicker and die alone formula. Given their earlier goofiness I enjoyed this even more. With Until Dawn, I kept looking at my watch and wondering when a gritty and emotionally pummeling story was going to kick in. Hint: it never did. Towards the last quarter of Hollows Grove, the manic panic is well executed, along with the team.

The wrap around contrivance isn’t the most stellar. An FBI agent sets up the disturbing collected footage to watch, but the actor is really bad at being an FBI agent, so it lands with a thud; especially when given the weird (not in a good way weird) epilogue where agents supposedly captured some evidence. The frantically paced ending before that deserved better.

Of course, every good horror story usually has an idiot leading the way to doom. In this one it’s Tim (Matt Doherty). Ignoring the grounds keeper Hector’s warnings (Eddie Perez), they blow past him and enter the building after he removes the thick chains on the front door. Setting up the cameras and beginning their walk-through of the premises, the first and best reason to not continue pops up in the kitchen. It’s a sudden blunt statement of get out now or else, clearly punctuated with a splash of blood. For the horror movie to continue though, they ignore it and keep going. Go team.

Interesting use of two cameras to provide the footage is a novelty: Chad (Val Morrison) handles the closeups with his camera, though rather clumsily and we never really see his footage, while Harrold (Matthew Carey) tags along with his camera, capturing the team and Chad filming them. The rest of the team includes Julie, who handles the logistics, and Roger, who handles the EMF gadget.

Camera batteries dying, weird noises, bad smells, a cold spot, and things moving by themselves are par for the investigation. At one point both Chad and Julie (Bresha Webb) are left alone in the staging room on the first floor. He turns on his damaged camera to see if it is still working and captures the best scene in the movie. It’s all downhill for the rest of them from there. The next best scene is when Harrold screams for Tim to close the damn door, for good reason.

Pretty soon the lights are going off and the No Exit signs are lit. Watch this one late at night. And feel a little pity for Harrold. The poor schlub just needed the job to perk up his career. He should have stuck to comedy.

Creepy Presents Steve Ditko
A Nice Pumpkin or Stocking Stuffer

Creepy Presents Steve Ditko book coverZombos Says: Hey, it’s Steve Ditko, what more do you want?

This book has been around for a while, but nothing says Happy Holidays more than fifteen tales of dread and more dread drawn by Steve Ditko and written by Archie Goodwin. Now, these stories appear in other tomes too, but Mark Evanier’s introduction provides interesting background for Ditko’s amazing artistic growth and personal philosophy.

I originally read these stories fresh off the news rack in Joe’s Luncheonette on the corner of West 12th Street and Avenue T in Brooklyn. Joe’s was a short walk from my house. I’d hit him up for my monthly fix of Marvel comics, Charlton, some DCs, and all the Warren and horror magazines I could tuck under my arm and hide from my mom as I ran up to my room to devour them. To read them again is to bring back memories, but also to realize how good his art and Goodwin’s stories were and still are.

Twist endings, dead endings, and sometimes a little salvation, but all were action-driven and made eye-grabbingly memorable with Ditko’s precise physical and metaphysical lines, shadings, and panels. He captured fevered dreams, night sweats, and bizarre alien landscapes like no other could in foreboding chiaroscuros. Paired with Archie Goodwin’s EC-styled, pulp horror narratives, the match is made in hell — perfect for horror fans — giving us vignettes of terror carefully measured in a few pages each. Today’s magazines that mimic the Warren magazine oeuvre just don’t cut it like Warren did, so these older tales are well worth reading. This book has stories from both Creepy and Eerie magazines.

Ditko first showed up in Eerie. He was three months away from ending his stint as storyteller and artist of The Amazing Spider-Man when he came to Warren (James Warren, Empire of Monsters by Bill Schelly). Marvel’s loss was Warren Publishing’s gain. Ditko was looking for freedom to do things his way and he got it. No comics code. No Stan Lee. Perfect.

In the two years (1966 to 1968) he spent with Warren, he explored his newfound freedom beginning with Eerie No. 3 and Room With a View. Black and white never had it so good. A man insists on renting the room no one wants to stay in. Cross-hatching lines create depth and a frenetic background as the man learns why. In Collector’s Edition (Creepy No. 10) this technique lends a tension throughout that runs across faces and the droopy, sweat-enveloped eyes (using a little Zip-A-Tone) shown in close-up at the bottom of the pages. Marker and ink wash create moody and sinister effects in The Spirit of the Thing (Eerie No. 8) and Deep Ruby (Eerie No. 6). In Spirit, hypnotism and astral projection lead to a showdown and in Ruby a gemstone leads to another world filled with terrors.

The sword and sorcery stories included here were something Ditko especially liked to explore, with their leanings to the mystical and occult. I agree with Mark Evanier in his sentiment that it would have been cool if Ditko could have had a hand in drawing Conan the Barbarian (especially the magazine version, Savage Sword of Conan, 1974) for Marvel.

Of the sixteen stories Ditko drew for Warren Publishing, here are 15 (one was not written by Archie Goodwin) to gift to your budding Ditko, comic book fan, or anyone who loves horror and hasn’t experienced Warren’s Creepy and Eerie.