Welcome to Bay of the Living Dead, a twice a month column about the horror genre. It was anything but a “midnight dreary” (a reference to Edgar Allan Poe’s classic poem The Raven) as around thirty Poe admirers gathered inside Castro Street’s Dog Eared Books last Thursday evening to celebrate the 208th

I’m sure everyone is aware that this country is experiencing a vampire moment. Vampires are used to sell everything these days from lunchboxes to chaste values. But before the Twihards ruined this cult genre, there were plenty of great vampire flicks that had nothing to do with sparkles or thinly