Since most dopes think this is a sequel/remake, I’m not as bothered as I should be (mostly due to the fact that I have a brain in my head and know my Carpenter movies). Even the fact that it was created by the same shit-heads that made the atrocious Dawn of the Dead remake hasn’t deterred me. This looks like it’s going to be fantastic as hell. Read the rest of this entry »
Waiting for the hype of new films to die out is kind of my thing. I stress out enough thinking about how much of my gut is sticking out of the bottom of my t-shirt, so spending two hours in a packed theater with hormone riddled high schoolers and overly excited nerds is something I can do without. Every now and then a film gets released that requires me to dawn my armor and venture forth, but Jennifer’s Body wasn’t one of ’em. Read the rest of this entry »
“Oh baby Lilly Munster…ain’t got nothin’ on you!“
Well, I finally did it. I got to such an extreme level of boredom that I willingly watched the Night of the Demons remake. Either this was just a very dull Wednesday, or there is something seriously wrong with my brain. That’s it. I’ve gone mental. Read the rest of this entry »
Halloween time has snapped its rotting head in our direction, and boy is my DVD collection running for the hills. While most people are torturing their young with new and horrific ways to cram them into mom-made animal/object/food costumes, I’m busy mutilating my horror movie section for a night of gore-filled bliss. Read the rest of this entry »
You wouldn’t believe how many booby-traps we had to dismantle in order to get this. My chest still hurts from that damn sledge hammer.
“Do you ever FANTASIZE..about being KILLED?”
“MORE OF THIS MONSTER MANIA CRAP?!“. Yes. More of this Monster Mania crap. I wasn’t kidding when I said a ton of stuff happened at this thing, and trying to fill all you maniacs in on it all is a lot of work. Being sick for an entire week didn’t help matters much, either. But never the less, let’s get on with it. Read the rest of this entry »
DJ Jazzy Jeff & The Fresh Prince: Nightmare On My Street
Despite the lyrics referring mostly to Nightmare 2 and the total lack of swear words, this song rules. It super sucks that the very end gets cut off right before Freddy says, “I’m your DJ now, Princie!“. But what can you do? The version I have on my iPod has the wrong words, so count yourself lucky.