Deep dives into the scariest, goriest, splatteriest corners of horror film, books, and media. Not for the faint of heart.
Welcome to Allen Addams' Infinite Nightmares - my personal descent into the deep, dark heart of horror. This isn’t just a review site. It’s an obsession. A collection built from sleepless nights, secondhand VHS tapes, banned books, and all the strange, disturbing stories that never leave your head once they crawl in.
It’s a haunted archive, a cursed vault, a digital oubliette for all things disturbing, deranged, and damn near unwatchable. I don’t flinch from the grotesque - I seek it out. If a film leaves the room silent, if a novel feels like a curse, I want it in the archive.
This site is for the real sickos. The horror-lifers. The curious, the cursed, and the connoisseurs of the grotesque. Whether you’re here to find the next film that’ll make you question your sanity, or to read deranged essays about forgotten cult classics, you're in the right hell.
I’m not here to rank slashers or argue about franchises. I’m here to document the truly unsettling - the works of horror that leave a bruise, that whisper long after the credits roll.
So pour a glass of something red, dim the lights, and step into the archive. Just know one thing: once you enter Allen Addams’ Infinite Nightmares... there’s no coming back.