Andy dips his toes into the world of sex work, and also books, the former a subject of new, genuine interest, the latter a constant struggle in time management, which is kinda funny because…Andy is a writer.
The decade ain’t over ’til the ball drops, but eh, close enough in Internet years; let’s all get the pants scared off our persons.
New England is indeed a peculiar place, but your place would be peculiar, too, if it was built on some of the oldest bones buried in this country we call the United States of the Americas.
Note: “Worse” as in “worse for the people who make movies with him,” because “The Lighthouse” owns very, very hard.
Doesn’t get much more cut and dry than this, especially as regards the movies here where monsters and villains exist who wish for nothing more than to cut you and leave you dry.
Let me tell you: I had a real gas writing this piece. I trumpeted my enthusiasm the whole time I worked on it, no ifs, ands, or…buts. I can do this all day, by the way.
Waiter, Joe Begos got his splatter horror film in this examination of the artist’s enduring creative struggle. Not complaining! They’re tasty together.
The story of how a movie released 10 years ago gave a bunch of dudes with keyboards a free opportunity to tell on themselves. Also, it’s a real swell movie.
Nervous about talking to filmmakers whose last movie left you kind of cold? No problem, especially when their new one is pretty rad!
Remember when Amazon kinda sorta almost ruined this film by putting a pirated version up for sale on their site? And no, I am not bringing this up for any specific reason, no sir.
Writing this piece reminded me how hard it is to write about a film titled “It,” because, funny enough, “it” is a pretty commonly used word and that just makes everything confusing.
There’s about a 99% chance that tigers wrote the title for this film, but I’m not going to be the one to call them on it.
Horror is the style right now, and if you’re trying to get into it but don’t know what kind of horror you like, here’s a movie for you.
She’s home! Annabelle, she’s home! That’s…that’s really not good, whose home did she come to? Yours? Mine? Hopefully yours. Sorry, I want to live.
And it took a good bit of legwork to actually get to ten, let me tell you!
A movie about zombies by one of the coolest filmmakers out there, starring a ton of people I like, should be a slam dunk, but then…what if it isn’t?
Good, patiently executed scares are a gift from the movie gods, and so’re opportunities to hash it out with the people responsible for putting those scares together.
You got your body horror in my psychological thriller! Except that it’s all horror, even when it’s too over-written for its own good. Pft.
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.
Let’s go back to an oldie but a goodie by discussing a newbie that is also a goodie! And also a grossie!