One Man’s Trash: ThanksKilling
“I’m gonna drink your blood like cranberry sauce, meanie!”
“I’m gonna drink your blood like cranberry sauce, meanie!”
Having written about so many horror flicks for this column, it’s little wonder that I’d eventually feel compelled to give another genre a shot. In doing so, I inadvertently wound up picking a movie featuring more disme...
I know, I know… another Japanese dark comedy chop-socky Claymation romantic zombie volcano musical epic. But this time, it’s a movie the whole family can enjoy!
“I’m gonna tell you a story about a ghost, a werewolf, and – if we’re being honest – a pretty s@*#ty pizza place.”
Preying on those who believe their homes to be haunted – it’s a racket that did well enough back in the U.S., and it looks like it’s going to make this brother/sister duo a fortune now that they’re in Glasgow.
Moral of the story: the gig economy saves lives. At least, if Dawn and Tara had called an Uber rather than drunkenly bickering over car keys, they wouldn’t have wound up in the crosshairs of a psychopathic, murderous clown.
The end begins with a thoughtful gift.
“I didn’t sign up for Second Degree Assault Party.”
Kristy isn’t a person; she’s an ideal. Young, beautiful, privileged, innocent and pure, a Kristy is the closest thing on our mortal coil to an angel. Naturally, Kristys (Kristies?) across the country are being ritualis...
There are more zombie ninja movies on Prime Video than you’d probably expect. Just one, however, versus-es them against Black Ops.
First, Netflix picked up Annihilation, and now it’s got Extinction. I’m starting to feel pretty good about next week’s pitch for my humanistic sci-fi opus, Obliteration.
“He ain’t just some damn, dumb redneck anymore. He’s a… he’s a warrior! A warrior fightin’ for justice and the American way of life.” – “And he eats human corpses!”