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Carol Borden was editor of and a writer for the Toronto International Film Festival’s official Midnight Madness and Vanguard program blogs. She is currently an editor at and evil overlord for The Cultural Gutter, a website dedicated to thoughtful writing about disreputable art. She has written for Mezzanotte, Teleport City, Die Danger Die Die Kill, Popshifter and she has a bunch of short stories published by Fox Spirit Books including: Godzilla detective fiction, femme fatale mermaids, an adventurous translator/poet, and an x-ray tech having a bad day. Read and listen to her other shenanigans at Monstrous Industry. For her particular take on gutter culture, check out, “In the Sewer with the Alligators.”

10 Things I liked in 2025

There were a lot of things I did not like in 2025. Here’s ten things I did, or at least then things I haven’t written about at the Gutter yet. Gotta remember what we’re living for while we fight. Usually, I’d writes something about how these books, games, […]

From the Archives: (Some of) The Women Who Wrote Hitchcock

Hitchcock gets a lot of credit for his mystery and suspense films, rightfully so, but sometimes that credit goes as far as erasing the writers who came up with the mysteries, twists, dark jokes, thrills and stories Hitchcock built his films on. Hitchcock himself gave credit where it was due. He put writers’ names on screen for everyone to see. But if film history has taught us anything, it’s that credits, dedications and acknowledgments are not enough to keep women both trans and cis, genderqueer and nonbinary people from disappearing from memory and history.

The Casebook of Dr. Louis Judd, Terrible Psychiatrist

thought that I was done writing about terrible people for the year. But I need to ponder just one more, Dr. Louis Judd. Judd is a supporting character played by Tom Conway in two RKO horror movies: Jacques Tourneur’s Cat People (USA, 1942) and Mark Robson’s The Seventh Victim (USA, 1943). Dr. Judd while suave, sophisticated, sardonic and lightly mustachioed is a remarkably bad psychiatrist. He drifts into and out of Manhattan’s occult and supernatural demimonde. Like many a tourist, he is not careful and he leaves more than memories.