I wish I could remember exactly who told me to watch this/add it to my watchlist around the time I signed up for letterboxd 4 years ago, but, thanks to whoever you are, I loved it!

Almost as soon as the movie began, I was SO into it and this is coming from someone who usually loathes car chases! Watching Chris Mulkey rip through Los Angeles in a black Ferrari was the epitome of exciting! The MUSIC in this scene too, it was as if 17th century blacksmiths time-traveled to the 1980s & found themselves doing nothing but rhythmically smashing metal and iron together while on cocaine, Michael Convertino--you're incredible!

At first I was like, "hmmm, I wonder if this will…

Fire Walk with Me

Hot damn, this is so good. It's ostensibly a bodysnatcher riff but the paranoia and psychological implications of such a scenario are kept at a low, more accurately inaudible, volume, instead favoring a tone of straight-up action-adventure, akin to The Terminator but some weird version of The Terminator where you actually care about the cops being massacred by this evil, unstoppable creature.

I had not seen Twin Peaks when I first watched this movie four years ago, but man alive the parallels are unmissable. Kyle MacLachlan plays a strange FBI agent from Seattle partnered with local police in order to catch an evil entity that possesses human bodies. They eventually form a close bond despite their…

In the police station, someone walks behind Beck's desk with a propane flame thrower, confiscated on the streets, and I'm thinking yep, that's gonna figure! I wasn't disappointed, but you have to wait most of the movie to see it in action - the fiery denouement is worth the wait though! Hot damn.

The Hidden is a bit of a hidden gem from the late 80s - think Invasion of the Body Snatchers meets The Terminator for a dust up in a dark alley presided over by Lethal Weapon. New Line had faith in the project; at $5m, it was the largest budget they'd shelled out to date at the time. Helmed by Nightmare 2 director Jack Sholder, working from…

Geoff T's Hoop-Tober 3.0 Challenge
The Hidden (1987)

Of course I wasn't going to get through Hoop-Tober without putting at least one 80s/90s action-thriller as part of the lineup. Directed Jack Sholder (Nightmare on Elm Street 2), I went into The Hidden sold on it's premise alone, and came out disappointed, but more so at the fact that such an enjoyable and batshit-insane romp could go unnoticed.

The Hidden follows a parasitic alien who is going on a murderous and destructive GTA-style crime spree through the streets of Los Angeles, while police chief Beck (Michael Nouri) and FBI agent Lloyd (Kyle MacLachlan) are constantly on it's tail. All while switching between different human bodies, the alien engages in high-speed pursuits…

On rewatch, decontextualized from Weird Wednesday curation, the movie becomes more enjoyable. It's a goofball sci-fi buddy cop movie about a creature at the heart of the MIB's Roach-Earl and Venom's Brock-Symbiote ideas. A Lynchian being from beyond the stars animated by the bizarrest of ids, it likes metal, fast cars, guns, killing, titties and fucking, but it, for reasons that could safely be said to be pervy, only likes its own titties when in a woman's body and only likes to fuck as a woman. On top of super strength, I guess it also gets a super pussy because it kills a dude in his bonemobile after taking over a so-over-it stripper (nameless for the movie, while the other…

A sleazy mashup of the Thing and the Terminator told through the prism of a buddy cop movie. Michael Nouri is a hard-nosed LAPD detective who after a series of seemingly random and unconnected murders is teamed up with a mysterious and aloof government agent who knows more than he's letting on played by Kyle MacLachlen. They play his identity and agenda up as the central mystery, but it takes the viewer but 30 minutes catch on, though another 45 for the movie to spell it out as if it were some sort of revelatory twist. On one hand knowing the agent's true backstory imbues MacLachlen's deliberately cold and distant performance with a lot of pathos, however the second act…