In a cinematic landscape saturated with gritty crime dramas and alien invasions, Mint Jelly dares to ask: what if the reptilian elite ran the mob?
In the early 1980s, Myrtle Beach nearly became the unlikely epicenter of East Coast filmmaking. The visionary behind this celluloid ambition was Earl Owensby, a prolific producer of low-budget action and horror films who had already built a reputation—and a studio empire—in Shelby, North Carolina. His plan? To construct a sprawling $200 million film studio and theme park complex called Studio City just south of Myrtle Beach, near Surfside Beach.
(MYRTLE BEACH) Speinsted and Ederpt’s latest feature aims to redefine indie genre filmmaking
(MYRTLE BEACH) In what consumer watchdogs are calling “the most cursed product launch since Crystal Pepsi,” Speinsted and Ederpt Toys and Games has issued an urgent recall of its wildly unpopular Labubu knockoff, LaGooGoo, after it was discovered the toy was possessed by Anu, ancient Babylonian spirit and demon god king of the Annunaki.
As summer fades, Myrtle Beach shifts into Halloween mode. Locals don’t just celebrate the holiday—they build an entire season around it. October brings out the city’s love for costumes, cars, music, and community, turning the Grand Strand into a coastal stage for all things spooky.
Fall in Myrtle Beach isn’t just a season—it’s a storyline. Locals call it “festival season,” and from September through November, the Grand Strand becomes a stage for gospel choirs, chrome beasts, Shriner parades, shrimp feasts, and sunrise flights. It’s a cultural crescendo, and Retro Myrtle Beach Guy is here to mythologize every moment.
