You come for the king, you best not make a half-assed Netflix movie.
In case you’re looking for somethin’ spooky to watch during this, even though it’s no longer the most spookiest time of the year: Here are 15 somethin’s!
It’s hard being a good cop in America’s werewolf country, and I guess we can just leave that chad hanging there and walk away.
A sterling example of getting what you pay for: A movie about possession that’s also named after possession.
I dare ya, take your best shot, just TRY and oh man yup that’s scary, nevermind
A metaphor about dog shit on your lawn turns into one of the most raw and beautiful debuts of the year. Imagine that.
Not quite “Fleabag,” but almost like “Fleabag,” but without all the raunchiness.
It’s true: I did in fact manage to land one virtual film festival gig this year.
Glowing praise preambled with a mea culpa.
I have an old anecdote about Wil Wheaton that has stuck with me for over a decade, buckle up.
Hoooooo boy I did not like this bullshit at all.
I might’ve under-valued this one, so you should all see it for yourselves and let me know.
In which Andy feels terribly underqualified to talk about the movie he’s talking about, but he talks about it anyway.
A slasher, but a slasher about *America*.
Y’know, a zombie invasion at this point in the year would just be par for the course, and also maybe preferable to reality.
Insert “in Soviet Russia” joke here.
I was surprised to learn how many movies exist with a variation on this title. It’s…more than one.
Look, don’t get all mad at me, it’s literally true.
This might’ve been a movie about a sandwich, but it’s about a man. But that man also eats that sandwich, too, so win-win.
I was surprised to learn that this is in fact not a movie based on the Everclear song of the same name, but instead another entry in Gemma Arterton’s period movie resume.