Some people have daddy issues. Harry Stadling has Santa issues.
One Christmas Eve traumatized him. He couldn’t handle the truth.
As an adult, he has a strong spirit of Christmas, but in the manner that Santa would. He admires a well-designed toy. He keeps two books: One for good children, the other for the bad. Spying on neighborhood children is a major pastime. Doubtless he’s on edge—what if he goes over it on Christmas Eve again, but murderously?
Incredibly dumb, flippant, and frivolous, yet quite enjoyable, especially from a nostalgic late night TV gaze.
This one doesn't try hard, nor does it care to cultivate sympathies. You'll easily wonder about real police protocol and citizens' rights more than anything like character development.
But that doesn't mean you shouldn't watch it. It might even have some replay value, especially if you're on a bad '80s sleaze kick.
A good movie—great cast and performances, filmmaking is competent, action is exciting, suspense is real—ruined by bad plotting, annoying behavior (the actors aren't annoying!), a character cast aside, and one incredibly unbelievable turn of event.
I'm usually harsh on audiences that tell the characters what to do while the movie plays. It's easy to think about the best decision to make when you're not in the moment. That's a common blindspot filmgoers have. But with this movie...I don't know. My…
Obviously, you’re in for a super low-budget, tasteless treat. I wonder how many words such a film is worth, but, of course, that means I have to say more about it.
“The Bushwhacker” is a softcore roughie from the late 1960s. Roughies were, well, “rough.” Sexually. The intersection of sex and abuse presented simplistically and effectively to civilization. We in the 21st Century take for granted that with a few clicks we can find the same thing from the privacy…
Though there's much to admire about a fifteen-year-old girl whom lives in an apartment on her own in Hollywood, CA, (which, according to my eyes, has the biggest bedroom in 90028), has convinced the administration of the private school she attends that her mother is bedridden (rather than absent due to abandoning her daughter), and commands high prices as a sex worker along the Walk of Fame, "Angel" doesn't add much more to the viewing, besides references to necrophilia. It's…