In a dusty attic corner, in an old cardboard box, young Evan stumbles upon his Dad’s vintage stash. VHS…three magic letters right there on the worn sleeves that boast some of the coolest artwork he has ever seen. Machine-gun toting, bronzed bikini babes, mutated sea creatures, aliens from space…and that one tape…way at the bottom of the box. The one with the BLOOD RED lettering. “Please, Dad! Let’s watch this one!” His finger presses PLAY…and it’s already too late!
A time machine ride, transporting you back to the glory days of 1980s style, over-the-top, “straight to video” camp horror by the creative team of Jay Fotos, Mark Kidwell, and Jeff Zornow.
RISING REBELS #1
The rustic Earl Plantation, simmering in the warm shade of the Louisiana Bayou country…looks like a real estate steal on paper. Purchased for a song by a New York property developer, It looks like condos, a golf course…a fortune. But looks can be deceiving. And the lure of easy money can pull the unwary into the dark shadows of tainted history, where the locals whisper of voodoo curses, a secret family of murderous witches and a slithering, vengeful evil waiting just below the soil. There are devils down in Dixie…and their ROOTS RUN DEEP!
RISING REBELS #2
Under the frigid eye of a bloated moon, the bayou comes alive as violent murder, dark history and forbidden voodoo rituals stir the brackish water to an 80s horror boil! Witness the hidden secrets of the violent Clemms! Cringe as the swamp gives up its rebel dead! And…what the hell is “Frog-Gigging”?
When the night fills up with vengeful hate…all that’s left is blood…and GATOR BAIT!
RISING REBELS #3
Backwoods ’80’s horror roars down the swamp roads, stretches dark roots from the shadows under your bed and faces off against a coven of knife-wielding ninja witches as the resurrected, shambling Colonel Knox searches for a long-lost piece of his former life!
The Sheriff is dead! Long live his head! ‘Cause when these Rebels rise… almost everyone DIES!
RISING REBELS #4
The living swamp howls for fresh blood as the undead Colonel Knox, astride his spectral mount Rosie and leading his motley band of Confederate ghouls, invades the heart of sleepy southern Skath county. When rusty sabers rattle, dark shapes slide