They sent me cheesy movies / the worst they could find / and then I sat and watched them all / and I enjoyed myself just fine
More like “The Abominable Dr. Vibes,” y’know?
Happy Odin’s Day, here’s a piece that would’ve been better timed for Thorsday.
Hear me out: I really like crappy movies that aren’t crappy at all, because there’s no accounting for taste.
“One thing about living in Six Mile Hill I never could stomach: All the damn vampires.”
What happens when a person doesn’t think their reality is their reality and that their actions have no consequences? Nothin’ good.
Someone said “hey, let’s put a Park Chan-wook film out on Blu-ray,” and I responded with “I will take a copy and write about it.”
So, I covered Sundance this year, from the comfort and safety of my couch, often wearing my PJs, frequently drinking a beer of my choosing from our fridge. In the loosest sense possible, I’ve “covered” Sundance before; here and there, I’ve provided spot reviews for movies that, i their release years, turned out to be …
A sterling example of getting what you pay for: A movie about possession that’s also named after possession.
The new wave, but also the old wave, because horror’s told us for years that it’s sometimes better to learn to love the monster.
This isn’t about movies, but I do get movies in the mail, so…it’s soooort of about movies?
What? Me, introverted? Yes, and it’s bloody exhausting.
We’re trying something new at The Playlist by writing about things that are old! (And also sort of kinky.)
Every time I go to my parents support group, I count myself lucky, doubly so now that the world is standing still.
Look, I can’t control what Jason Lei Howden does or says because he’s a raging asshole, don’t hate me for writing about his most recent movie.
When Will Forte is the bad guy in a horror movie, you know he’s going to play that bad guy to the stupidest hilt possible. And he’ll also be great.
If it’s HBO and I’m writing about it, it’s probably “Westworld.”
The start of a new franchise. Better get a ticket now before “Second Cow” and “Third Cow” go into production.
Watch yourself watching yourself while you’re living with yourself in a hole in the ground and ah hell, I give up.
It’s bad enough working a job where you barely have time to eat, and worse when the person you’re starving yourself for is a bastard.