*insert Godzilla roar noise*
Roll down the windows and throw the goat as you careen down highways blaring the new album from Black Mountain. (But don’t throw the goat out the window. You might lose a hand. Safety first.)
Finally, what we’ve all been asking for this year: A doppelganger movie that isn’t distinctly a horror movie, and also doesn’t really stick to a single genre, either.
One of the most under-appreciated filmmakers in the world has released what’s already looking like her most-appreciated film, and Andy has mixed thoughts. (On the reaction to the film, not the film itself.)
Man, if you think killing John Wick’s dog is a bad move, wait ’til you try killing him and also killing everyone he knows and also taking away his safe harbor.
One easily distracted ADD person + one other easily distracted ADD person = a very good conversation about the endless intersections between the act of creation.
Andy absolutely will not shut up about how bad “Hereditary” is until you agree that “Hereditary” is bad.
What’s a Zhang Yimou movie without lots of color? Well…it’s “Shadow.”
Hail Satan, not “Hail Satan?”
I think its strange, he’s friends with Fu Manchu
And he thinks he knows you
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Oh Daniel San made in Taiwan Come on Jackie Chan
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Upfront: This movie is about sex. My review of this movie is about sex. Everything is about sex. It’s necessary to get that out of the way to numb your delicate prudish American sensibilities.
Put away your soaps and bath bombs and shampoos and other scented sudsy sundries, this is a music review, not a tutorial for custom at-home spa treatments, good lord.
An instructional film about what to do when you’re alone on a mountain overlook and there’s a corpse and possibly also a ghost or a bear.
What do you do when a band you’ve followed for years makes a new album and it’s…kind of bland?