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Meet the man inside the glowing Spandex unitard, who refuses to be a "geek pinata."
By Ben Palosaari
Riverfront Times
The nation's best known--and perhaps only--demonologist keeps up the
struggle against Satanic spirits.
By Aimee Levitt
Miami New Times
Sensing the end of an era, bottled-water companies spend billions to keep an eco-unfriendly industry alive.
By Lee Klein
Village Voice
A man fascinated by a violent 1930s strike solves a mystery with the help of a mobster's musician.
By Tony Ortega
Psychopath of Least Resistance
Queasy does it in Chandler
Published on October 25, 2007
Despite the rosy glow of hindsight, there've always been sickos and psychos. Caligula. Vlad the Impaler. Jack the Ripper. Winnie Ruth Judd. But -- as you can see from the abbreviated checklist -- they used to come along at relatively hospitable intervals. The 1960s and ´70s saw a sicko/psycho boom, especially in the film realm, where every perv grabbed a camera and started goring and shredding people onscreen. Illest of the ill was Herschell Gordon Lewis, king of the cinematic barf bag. His anti-masterpieces Blood Feast and 2,000 Maniacs were mere preludes to the 1970 The Wizard of Gore, in which a lunatic nightclub performer hacks his customers to pieces. Director Paul Naschy's werewolf flick The Craving precedes at 9.
Fri., Oct. 26, 11 p.m., 2007