Brad Dourif month continues with a look at his mesmerizingly intense performance as an anti-religious, anti-God preacher in John Huston’s adaptation of Flannery O’Connor’s 1952 religious satire Wise Blood.
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By the fifth film in the original series, the Child’s Play franchise had gotten ridiculously silly in a most delightful, meta kind of way.
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It’s Scream, except with urban legends instead of movies. And also terrible.
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Our deep dive into the complete discography of Nicolas Cage continues with a look back at the muddled 1993 inter-racial buddy comedy Amos & Andrew, a maddening heap of missed opportunities and muddled satire.
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My patron-funded exploration of the films of Virginia Madsen continues with a fond look back at David Lynch’s 1984 adaptation of Dune, which I deemed a Fiasco when I covered it for My World of Flops but that I now adore.
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One of you kind souls paid me to re-experience the exquisite absurdity of Richard Rush’s gloriously kooky 1994 erotic thriller Color of Night.
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At the request of a very special patron, I take an affectionate look at the wonderfully preposterous Body Parts, a 1991 horror movie from the screenwriter of Near Dark and The Hitcher about a worst-case scenario when receiving a transplant: Murder Arm, a debilitating ailment that makes you want to murder everyone you meet.
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Brad Dourif month begins a day earlier with a fond look at his legendary performance as the Gemini Killer in William Peter Blatty’s wonderfully wacky 1990 cult classic The Exorcist III.
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I finally got around to watching Child’s Play 2, which is mesmerizingly stupid and a little bit silly.
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