I want you to be my date, Rose.
A blatant Halloween and Friday the 13th ripoff, which to be honest is par for the course when it comes to early 80s slasher films. Get a setting for the teenagers, a gimmick for your killer and you're good to go. This one however gets slightly elevated by surprisingly good production quality, a decent cast of likeable actors and, what is probably it's strongest selling point, gore maestro extraordinaire Tom…
You can't throw him out, I won him!
If you suffer from mental illness please seek out the advice of a mechanic, washed up actress and/or a Buster Keaton enthusiast. Just ignore trained mental health professionals as they simply exist to "keep you down".
You can either nitpick the film's portrayal of schizophrenia, which they simply call "mental illness", or you can let the cuteness of the film wash over you. Screenwriter Barry Berman might have something to say…
Madam, I have dined with some of the ugliest goddamn bitches in my time. And I have dined with some of the goddamndest ugly bitches in this world. But you, my dear, are the ugliest bitch of them all.
I couldn't help but enjoy this film a great deal as I was already familiar with some of the stories concerning John Huston in Africa leading up to and during the filming of The African Queen. The film is…
My Grandmother always used to say "why buy the cow, when you can get the sex for free".
Even though I'm a huge Kevin Smith fan and love watching this film, it's hard to ignore the flaws in Mallrats. His best films all have something personal to say underneath the dick and fart jokes, be it Clerks or my all time favorite Chasing Amy. While watching Mallrats it's quite clear Smith doesn't have all that much to say except…
Wanna date? Got any money?
I haven't seen I, Frankenstein but I think it's a safe assumption that it doesn't contain a fraction of the entertainment value that is in Frankenhooker. The thought of what director Frank Henenlotter would accomplish with I, Frankenstein's budget scares me a little.
All her brains are in her bra!
Maybe I've just watched Halloween too many times, but when I first started Bloody Birthday I thought I was watching a scene for scene ripoff of the John Carpenter classic. You're first introduced to a murder, then to the teenage good girl of the neighborhood along with her sexier best friend who's father happens to be the sheriff. There's even a scene where the sheriff pulls over to see what the…
Walter, you're wonderful, in a loathsome sort of way.
Howard Hawks' adaptation of the Broadway play The Front Page is best described as a piece of dialogue heaven, thanks in no small part to screenwriter Charles Lederer. It was their first collaboration together and it turned out to not only be their best, but the best film adapted from the play. No small task considering that it wasn't the first, and it would go on to be adapted…
There she is boys, Mandy Lane. Untouched, pure. Since the dawn of junior year men have tried to possess her, and to date all have failed.
All the Boys Love Mandy Lane... da fuck why?! We are used to characters in horror films acting idiotic in the face of danger, but this film introduces the stupidity long before any danger rears its head. Apparently all the horndogs in this small town are completely infatuated with Mandy Lane because she's…
They say this one has a surprise ending.
It is so tempting to be overly critical of M. Night Shyamalan's earlier films because of the state his directing career is in now. By the time Signs came out Shyamalan already hit that sweet spot where his actual name was prominently displayed over the film's title. That might not sound like such a big deal, but take this as an example: during the last decade Ridley Scott wasn't even…
This is nothing like being dead. I know.
The scariest part about this film is that it uses Chapter in it's title, which automatically suggests that there's more to come.
James Wan's and Leigh Whannell's take on the haunted house genre is actually quite original and has all the potential in the world. Unfortunately they keep the element that have hurt the genre since the beginning of time and that's having their film inhabited by stupid and illogical…
Keeping track of time around here is pointless.
Since I watched one of Francis Ford Coppola's first credited directing gigs in the horror film Dementia 13 for the first time just the other day, I thought it would be a good time to watch his latest film which happens to be a horror as well. Perhaps not my best movie watching decision.
I think I know what Coppola was going for, I think, which just makes it all the…
There are mysterious parts in that book, but the only true mystery is that our very lives are governed by dead people.
I'm a bit conflicted on this one. A muddled plot with questionable acting combined with incredible visuals and atmosphere. The questionable acting I can set aside since it's sometimes par for the course when dealing with Italian film dubbing of the era, and not just in horror films either.
As I understand it, it's Dario Argento's and…