Knucklehead shaved gorilla with a lot of VHS tapes.
I did not much care for the first The Babysitter movie. It had some redeeming qualities, but overall it didn’t resonate with me.
The Babysitter: Killer Queen makes me appreciate The Babysitter more than I had before. Killer Queen is cheaper, sloppier, dumber, and just overall worse.
Bah. I’ve become a Samara Weaving fan, and she’s not done justice in this thing, either.
“Just a few Halloween nut cakes? Just a few people? Just a few of us friggin nuts? Is that all you old bitches want? Happy Halloween, you filthy old hag!”
Oh, man. The mustachioed guy that runs the Halloween costume shop KILLED it in his brief role in this movie. Well done, sir!
And so the movie really starts about 30 minutes in when a group of WE-NEED-BEER teenagers are duped into delivering Halloween costumes to the mansion home of…
This is one of the great horror movies that reveal something new to me each time I watch it. This time I notice that Billy, the principal’s son is dressed just like Chucky from Child’s Play. I also caught that I was laughing at Dylan Baker kicking and stabbing the shit out of a bound and covered child. That’s so wrong.
I can’t think of many recent films that capture the small town, October feel, complete…
“She can’t help him. All she can do is take you straight to hell. Now you go on home. Go on home and bury your boy.”
I totally forgot George Buck Flower is in this movie, but sonuvabitch it makes me happy to see him. Jeff East’s characters are very polarizing. Here, he’s arguably the most sympathetic city boy (but I wonder why every character of his is always dressed like a prep school trust fund baby.). Joel Hoffman plays…