You are now listening to post-mortem with Mick Harris,

where the most influential voices in horror cinema

will spill their guts, literally.

To the renowned horror director, writer, and producer.

Now here's your host, Mick Garris.

I'm Mick Garris and from Nice Guy Productions world headquarters overlooking the vast evacuated San Fernando Valley.

This is post-mortem.

I wish this were a utopia, and it could be. Our genre is one of the most diverse and encouraging in

film and books, but I really hate categorization. To put someone in a box based on gender, geography, race, or age seems not only silly, but insulting.

It is a shame to have to bring attention to the fact that men easily outnumber women in the world of filmmaking.

A filmmaker is judged by his or her or their film, not by their body parts.

To refer to someone as a woman director, an African American director, a Japanese director, is to put them in that box.

It separates them, categorizes them without regard to their work.

As entertainment becomes more global, the diversity of filmmakers and filmmaking is heartening.

Our genre has become an incredibly exciting place to be right now.

And yet, the gender divide remains huge, and as much as I'd love this to be utopian, the flood favors the white male.

This is in spite of the fact that in the last few years some of the most exciting visionary

unique films in the genre have been made by women.

Correlie Fargia's Revenge and Julia DuCorneo's Raw from France, Jennifer Kent's the Babaduke from Australia,

the homegrown the invitation by Karan Kusama, and Mexico's Tigers are not afraid by

Isa Lopez, are powerful original wildly varied movies that are my favorites of the last few years.

That they were all made in different countries reflecting different societies and come from female filmmakers should be beside the point and it is and yet to some it is not.

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