Horror Marathon 9/8

I fucking love Jackson’s opening denouncement of the occult. Sincere or not, it delivers an effect similar to the “Based on true events” lie at the beginning of Fargo

Horror Marathon 8/8

I can’t figure it out, but Netflix movies still feel weird. I haven’t watched enough to place my finger on it, but they’re like biting into a cookie with a center that’s still cool and doughy.

WHO COULD HAVE EVER GUESSED WOODY HARRELSON WOULD BECOME OUR GREATEST AUTEUR?