claims to be the web's first carbon-neutral film, a designation that means Al Gore catered it or something. The film itself is about four minutes' worth of the best part of a horror film -- when the monsters attack and the sexy young humans die horribly. In this case, the monsters are thawed possums, and the sexy young humans gamely shriek and burst and run away, pursued by a predictably question-marky The End. It's all the sort of splattery fun you'd expect from the title; nothing more, nothing less. Actually, a little bit less: the film STRICTLY FORBIDS scrubbing, so no fast-forward or rewind. Dragging a playhead must cause global warming somehow. more ›

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SFist interviews Andrew Kerwin, guitarist of Trainwreck Riders more ›

Hope you're having a bad-luck-free Friday the 13th out there, folks! Here's the ominous items we found on a casual search of San Francisco news sites. more ›

You, the voracious reader, will soon be left to repine most piteously, for a most sorrowful event is pending. Yes! Local author Lemony Snicket's final book in A Series of Unfortunate Events, titled The END, is being released next month. more ›