In a world full of zombie and demon movies, Harrison Smith and Entertainment Factory have dared to do something different. That's right, my creepy cohorts: not zombies, sparkly vampires, lame emo werewolves, bad interpretations of skin walkers, fake demon possessions, or post-apocalyptic, unbelievable nonsense. Can you say spooky, evil, government experimentation in an old, sinister-looking, turn of the century prison? Throw in a who's who of horror icons, and you've got the potential for one Hell of a movie, possibly quite literally. But I don't want to give too much away. The movie, Death House, doesn't come out 'til 2017, but when it does, make sure you give it a watch. Until then, I think I'll have to drink some nightshade, and lock myself in my tomb so I don't implode from anticipation. It's been far too long since I've been frightened by a horror movie, and I'm pretty sure this is going to be the one to do it for me. The an