Jeepers Creepers: Stillborn.
At what point during this colossal shitshow do we think someone stopped and said, innocently, “Hey, ready to watch that back? See how it turned out?” and was then laughed at and peppered with stones and spit? I mean, hoooolllllyyyy shit. The fuck is this? HOW is this? How, in all the universes, is this the sequel that I found myself waiting eagerly for after barely managing to survive the dual hernia that was Jeepers Creepers 3?…
I wonder if Sam Raimi, Bruce “The Chin” Campbell, and crew would have ever thought their indie splatterflick would gradually morph into what it is today. The Evil Dead started as one thing, became another, switched it up for the third outing, made a hard pivot for the reboot, got a pretty substantial makeover for the (entirely too soon canceled) tv show. I mean, pick a fuckin’ lane amiright? Well, fret not my fellow Deadites. The schizophrenic insanity of tone…
Folk tales and fables, legends and myths, are all my bread and butter. I eat that kind of stuff up like I need it to live, but every once and a while a really solid entry slips right through my fingers. I remember buying the book this movie is based on when it first came out and giving it to one of my brothers as a birthday gift, without so much as a second thought or a selfishly precursory read…
Long book + Long movie= Very long review/analysis
The first time I read Stephen King's gargantuan tire block of a book IT I was probably much to young to fully understand or enjoy most of what I was reading. I was 9 or 10 years old, only a little younger then the protagonists of the story, and I was determined to read a horror novel with more to offer then the whimsical terrors of Goosebumps and Fear Street. I don't…
