I think I relate to Steven King’s character more than any other in the history of film. Not so much the turning into a moss monster and shooting myself in the face, but the staying up way too late watching crummy TV while getting completely trashed part.

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Leslie Neilsen’s velour tracksuit is pure sex.

The Candy Snatchers is a hard movie to describe. The only thing that comes to mind is 'tonal whiplash'. The movie is constantly switching between being darkly comedic and just completely misanthropic, but somehow it manages to make it work most of the time. It all comes together in the end to make a well-made exploitation heist flick with some surprisingly snappy dialog that will leave you feeling mildly miserable.

Also, if anyone that works at Vinegar Syndrome is reading this, I would not be opposed to you putting out a "Coors Breakfast of Champions" t-shirt.

As a thesis film, Luz is a fantastic achievement. As an "I'm tired and feel like shit and would like to turn my brain off" film, it's a long 70 minutes. I will definitely need to come back to it when I'm in the right frame of mind, because this probably deserves my time and focus.

It may be the Evan Williams speaking, but I couldn’t stop laughing when Bob Shaye tells the story about Marlon Brando wanting to be a dolphin man.

Nick Cage watches the Don Dohler classic Night Beast at one point in the movie. I wish I could give it more than five stars.

All joking aside, I thought Mandy was amazing and it has broken my brain. All I can do is think about Mandy...and the Cheddar Goblin.

Before watching Q: I should watch more Larry Cohen movies.

After watching Q: Man, I REALLY need to watch more Larry Cohen movies.