A podcaster flies to Canada to interview an old man ... and then doesn't even record their conversation! Worst. Podcaster. Ever.
There are some weird contrivances near the beginning, a lot of jokes don't hit (oh, wow. Canadians like hockey? What a witty observation) and a character (however entertaining) introduced near the end that has very little actual impact on the story. Also, the titular Tusk is revealed in a less than stellar, way too overlit way.
It's Sept. 1, dudes! That means Halloween season in effect!!
This movie is endlessly scary. You want proof? There's a scene where Michael is standing on a suburban street, half obscured by shrubs in broad daylight and it's about the scariest fucking thing you'll ever see in your life. If your monster can be scary just loitering around the neighborhood during the day, then you're a damn good director.
It has always bothered me that Loomis shows up at the…