is the culmination of a black horror movie fan: seeing hundreds of black people stabbed, chopped up and eviscerated without so much as a “rest in peace” or even a “sorry, my bad,” and finding scant acknowledgment of the role of black people in horror films. While the marginalization of black actors in other genres translates into undeveloped characters and story lines, in horror, it translates into something more concrete: death. Usually the painful kind. The recent phenomenon of “urban horror,” questionable as the quality may be, means that there must be some people like me who are into both things horror and people black, so hopefully this site will prove useful to the three of you. Consider it the NAACP of horror.

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