Important journalism is interviewing cryptozoologists about whether or not putting cryptids in a zoo is a good idea or a bad one.
If you click the link to this review 5 times while staring in the mirror, I appear behind you and say “thanks for clicking.”
And yet: It’s a pleasure to watch. Lee bless.
Hell yeah, big boys.
You haven’t seen this movie already?! Man, you really need to get a Klute.
A major catastrophe about a major asshole, directed by a major asshole and starring yet another major asshole, given new life on Blu-ray, where we can watch all of these majors collide – in two cuts!
When you are a horror journalist and you are also a dad, you think about movies like this one on Father’s Day. (And most days.)
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.)