The Collapsed

Paradoxically, it’s easy for us to take a jaundiced view of cover kudos. While we’re grateful when they’re ours, all too often a surfeit of pull quotes invariably leads to viewer disappointment. For The Collapsed, however, the approbation is on-point. So we’ll take that Rue Morgue ballyhoo and that Fango fellatio. “Genuinely shocking,” with “terror to spare?”Continue reading “The Collapsed”

Hunter

Good god, where to begin? Ron Becks is Hunter, serene, Zen overseer of the LAPD’s International Sex Crimes Unit. He has a “sacred spot” in the foothills where he plays a trumpet (actually an overdubbed sax!) and has a “front door” to his home that actually opens into a hallway. How any of these blunders made it past the rough cut isContinue reading “Hunter”