He/Him
“You yell 'Barracuda,' everybody says 'Huh? What?' Yell 'Shark,' we've got a panic on our hands on the 4th of July.”
I love film! My passions run toward horror, naturalism, microbudget, & emotional authenticity
-Woman escapes suburban malaise through sex
-Man destroys himself through sex
-This eight dollar genre movie shot on consumer grade equipment is secretly deeply confessional
-Lone goofball solves all their problems with punches
-This heist movie has ALL the feels
-City folk impose themselves on rural areas and get chased by cannibals
-Food is the killer
-Surprise! You ate people!
-I have a camera, let’s film scary stuff
-This place is creepy, let’s go explore it!
guy goes looking for Alfredo Garcia's head
guy joins the army and finds he can't die, uses this to figure out how to defeat the aliens after dying horribly about 1000 times
80s italian zombie movies
woman meets Cary Grant, he's an asshole, they fall in love
same but John Wayne
-Woman escapes suburban malaise through sex
-Man destroys himself through sex
-This eight dollar genre movie shot on consumer grade equipment is secretly deeply confessional
-Lone goofball solves all their problems with punches
-This heist movie has ALL the feels
who has made two masterpieces asking whether capitalism is inherently the American Dream. Michael Keaton is a ghoul as Ray Kroc in The Founder repurposing the McDonald Brothers’ dream into something poisonous. Hancock leaves room for nuance and complexity. Great!
who has made two masterpieces asking whether capitalism is inherently the American Dream. Michael Keaton is a ghoul as Ray Kroc in The Founder repurposing the McDonald Brothers’ dream into something poisonous. Hancock leaves room for nuance and complexity. Great!
Lots of stuff makes me feel old these days, my knees, feet, bills, worries, etc. Predator Badlands filled me with enough unchained joy that I immediately want to watch it again, have some mozzarella sticks and stay up all night talking about it.
Lots of stuff makes me feel old these days, my knees, feet, bills, worries, etc. Predator Badlands filled me with enough unchained joy that I immediately want to watch it again, have some mozzarella sticks and stay up all night talking about it.