Flintspired Writer: Lucifer Fulci/David Stashko

Review: From Morpheus Tales (pg 23)

Straight to the point in the title, this is an overview of Italian Cannibal films primarily from the 11970’s and 1980’s with a few examples before and after those decades. Lucifer gives skeleton personnel and production data in advance of each film. He not only covers the usual suspects like Cannibal Ferrox and Cannibal Holocaust, but Emmanuelle and the Last Cannibals (aka Trap Them and Eat Them)

As in previously reviewed works of Lucifer Fulci, the meat of the book is in the personal observations and reminiscences of discovering each film and his opinion on what worked and what did not in each. If you just want dry summaries of a pile of movies, you can go online and bore yourself. The passion for horror is shown here and invokes the spirit of Chas Balun in pulling no punches. The formatting and editing have definitely improved since the Chunkblowers book from last year, which serves to help focus on the materials rather than the oddities in presentation.

This Guide is very much a niche book in a niche genre. If you have zero interest in Italian cannibal films then this book shall not appeal to you unless you are a fan of the author. This slim volume is a companion to the extant cannibal filmographies and is recommended for the very distinct voice of the author.

A brief love letter to both my wife, Sarah DeadGirl Stashko and to Sci Fi Horror itself.

“A moment in time”

The skies were blue and red, a mix of amazing movement and life that could have easily defined my love for her. It was a symphony just below the stars and far above my mortal head, but it was deep in my own dark heart, this adoration I had for her.

It was now and forever would be, the dance of some moonlight vision that had held me close to her heart. For as long as I knew her, this amazing woman I called Sea, I was alive, truly alive and welcoming to any of her ideas. For me, this love could know no wrong, and I went along with many a dastardly plan that she had concocted.

It was only a night ago that we had moved onward with some daring plan that would rid the world of a tyrant, drunk with power, and allow the amazing blue jewel from where, I knew not, to pass along to a better man. This man, however, knew nothing of our plan, but was sure to rejoice if he had any clue as to the gift we would be bearing.

Through darkness and swamp, we moved forward still, finding our way past many a demonic force, in place for the sole sake of protecting what supernatural thing lay low in the bowels of this tyrants cruel palace. With blades in hand and our goal in our eyes alone, we moved past such things from other worlds, staking our claim upon the jewel.

Our pathway was lit by the lights of the universe, by what we knew as Gaahd itself, for our meaning was pure and our goals were very close to the honest heart. It seemed that nothing and nobody would stop our forward movements. We believed that we were conquering some wild territory and this, our adventure coupled with romance and true love, would be something to share with children and grandchildren…those of the Sea and beyond the grave.

As  it happened, upon our claiming of this cosmic jewel, our collective pathway was interrupted, and our goal became littered with a sadness.

To my despair, my lady offered herself  to death, in exchange for my safe passage beyond the swamps return and for full flight away from failure.

It was then and still, now, that I wept a river, and could hardly breathe. I moved forward and knew by the winds of ever and the skies further yet, that we would always be one, beyond this flesh and bone. Although she had fallen to shadow and become one with the endless energies of the multi-universe,  we were still on this quest, and it was nearing success.

As I stand before the furthest clearing upon some dark and blissful mountains of madness, I see the dimensions crack. The blazing blue lights of my comrades call upon me and whist me away into safety, my heart broken, yet complete, for this wild task once developed by my lady Sea, was now finished.

Greetings and bleedings, ghouls and demons. It is with a haunting respect that I wanted to share my new fiend’s page Rachelle Nicole Hoffman here upon mine. Make no mistake, this is no random model with ink, but rather a true lover of our beloved Horror genre. Take a good look at the ink. It is ALL HORROR, ALL THE TIME! Much like yours truly…and if you are one of us…then much like you.

I first noticed her when I saw the awesome ink of my pal Walter Phelan on her chest, but then realized that she had some true icons of horror all over. She is a nice person, and a real cool ghoul that loves horror. Check her out!

Endorsed with evil,

Lucifer Fulci.

We will be reading from our works of Horror fiction on this night, December 7, 2013, at the LUNCH STUDIO. Books will be on hand to sell and to be given away…but most importantly, it is a FREE event and there will be food there in case anyone cares to dine during this event. I MIGHT even bring along a guitar for my portion and serenade the audience with something frightful and haunting.

So, come one..come all! I dare you! A night of HORROR FICTION from Chris Ringler, Paul Counelis and myself, Lucifer Fulci.

Welcome to a place insane…where horror calls your name. Witness a bloodbath…a place of terror and unholy wrath.

Witness a night of Horror fiction with three of the Terror Titans that help bring to life the Flint Horror Convention!

Authors Lucifer Fulci, Chris Ringler and Paul Counelis will be reading from their works of horror fiction on December 7, 2013 at THE LUNCH STUDIO from 7-9 PM. While all ages are welcome, not all of what is being read is intended for children. BEWARE!

The chill of winter is in the air…let it run up your spine if you dare!

Please join us for food, frights and horror fiction!

RSVP HERE!

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OFFICIAL PRESS RELEASE

April 17, 2013

Lucifer Fulci joins forces with The Flint Horror Convention!

Lucifer Fulci is best known for his work in the horror genre. Whether it is the written word (He has authored various books that have been noted at “some of the goriest works of fiction known to humankind” and has written for various horror zines.) , the music he writes (he was bassist for Death Rock legends Penis Flytrap and now records under his own solo moniker) or the various appearances he has made in television and film (Lucifer has recently been tapped to contribute to the up and coming show “Halls of Horror” by the Monster Man, Cleve Hall), he has left a bloody mark on anything he creates.

Most recently, Lucifer has been welcomed to the platform of the convention circuit by the Flint Horror Convention as an Official Coordinator. Back in April of 2002, Fulci put on his own multi-media horror convention in Los Angeles called “Splatterpalooza.” He will bring his knowledge and connections to Flint’s one and only horror convention, now in it’s third year.

The next Flint Horror Convention takes places on October 19, 2013 and will feature various guests, dealers and events throughout the day.