Gay undertones have been present in horror since the inception of the art form. Look at The Phantom of the Opera. The guy wore a cape, was ridiculously vain and spent the whole movie chasing after a diva, for an autograph most likely. Even more contemporary films like Rosemary’s Baby feature the title character carrying the child of an actor to help advance his career. Cla-a-assic beard. And how can we forget Jason Vorhees; the ultimate mama’s boy slash(er) power top?

While all of this subversive gayety was well and good one thing was certain: If you were a slut, a drug addict, or open homosexual you were going to die. And if you were Ted Haggard you were really very most sincerely going to die. Of course those were the rules before the rise of GLBT horror films that eschew the closeted nature of the horror genre and shout “We’re here, It’s Queer Fear. Get Used to It.” With directors like David DeCoteau and distribution companies such as here! Media the world of horror movies is looking a lot gayer. Continue Reading…