{cross-posted to Three Imaginary Girls} Remember those heady, lazy days with your friends on summer break? The long, sunny bike rides, music blasting from your boombox, picnics by the lake … and that time an ancient soul-eating demon tried to pick you off one by one while masquerading as a terrifying circus clown? It introduces us to “The
{Cross-posted to Three Imaginary Girls} “I could really go for a Rocket Pop right now” So begins the saga of Reggie in Phantasm: Ravager, the fifth — and apparently final — installment of the Phantasm universe. The pony-tailed ice cream truck driver has been on a journey to defeat The Tall Man and save his friends from
{cross-posted to Three Imaginary Girls} “I know how I look. What’s wrong with that?” Last night I finally go to see Nicolas Winding Refn’s epic shock porn horror art piece, The Neon Demon, which many of the people at Cannes deemed as “trash,” and walked out of. A few people in the theater with me last
{cross-posted to Three Imaginary Girls} “It’s not like the Funhouse is creepily positioned in the middle of nowhere with only a broken-down asylum nearby, haunted by the ghosts of its dead, deranged inmates …what’s there to be afraid of? Come on!” Except it’s totally like that. The Funhouse Massacre unleashes a posse of the most dangerous
{Cross-posted to Three Imaginary Girls} “It’s slow, but it’s not dumb.” ~ Hugh, IT FOLLOWS Imagine going on a date with someone you really, really like, enjoying a romantic lakeside talk, cozying up in the car for some hot sex—then having that person drag you out into the middle of nowhere, tie you to a chair,
{cross-posted to Three Imaginary Girls} A horror movie from Kevin Smith? Based on one of his smodcasts? About a guy who lures unsuspecting victims to his home in order to turn them into … walruses? Yup. Tusk is all of those things. And while the premise IS ridiculous, the first two-thirds are actually pretty terrifying,
This is one of those rare instances where I’ve seen a sequel *before* I’ve seen the original, but in the case of this splatter-filled horror comedy, I think it’s fine. I’ll eventually get around to watching Stephen Lange’s first feature: Junkbucket—and based on its sequel: Junk Bonds: The Return of Junk Bunket, I’m sure I’ll
So much for getting this all wrapped up last October! Excuses are lame, so I’m not going to make them. Instead, how about I finish what I started by giving you the scoop on the rest of the Stephen King adaptations I’ve seen. {side note: even though I LOVE The Shawshank Redemption, The Green Mile,
{tentative release date: October 2014} Holycrap, you guys. HOLYCRAP. I was not prepared for how awesome this Australian horror film would be. I mean, how scary can another spin on The Boogeyman actually be, right? The answer, though, is REALLY F’ING SCARY. The basics: grieving mom, out-of-control son, creepy book, unleashed creature, possession, and some really amazing
{Cross-posted to Three Imaginary Girls} I was pretty psyched to watch Rigor Mortis, mostly because I knew that Takashi Shimizu was involved as a producer, and I love all incarnations of his Ju-On films—including the American remake that he also directed—beyond any acceptable level of reasoning. What I didn’t know, and probably should have going in, is that Rigor
I Love Splatter! 