Or: “A Whodunit Where the Real Crime is the Casting Director’s Choices” Let’s Not Pretend Either Sister Is “Better” The Better Sister, the latest prestige thriller trying to cash in on the Big Little Lies aesthetic of affluent people with messy secrets, lands somewhere between lukewarm and mildly irritating. Based on the novel by Alafair … Read More “The Better Sister: A Mediocre Mystery of Bad Vibes and Worse Haircuts” »
Or: “When You Mix Batman, The Phantom of the Opera, and a Blender Full of Nicotine” Who Is Darkman? And Why Is He So… Moist? Back in 1990, Darkman swooped into theaters wearing a trench coat, a fedora, and enough gauze to wrap a mummy convention. Directed by Sam Raimi before he became Spider-Man Sam … Read More “Darkman (1990): The Face-Changing, Rage-Fueled B-Movie That Couldn’t Quite Decide What It Was” »
Or: “The Only Film Where You’ll Laugh, Scream, and Question Your Body Hair” Beware the Moon—and Badass Filmmaking There are movies that define a genre. Then there are movies that defy genre altogether—laughing at the rules as they tear out your throat with a snarl and a punchline. An American Werewolf in London is the … Read More “An American Werewolf in London (1981): The Hairy, Hilarious, Horrific Masterpiece” »
Or: “When Therapy Involves Screaming at a Naked Teen in a Stable” The Horseplay Is Metaphorical… Unfortunately Equus is the kind of movie that makes you say, “Well, that was…something,” before quietly questioning every life choice that led you to it. Based on Peter Shaffer’s intense stage play—and directed with Shakespearean fervor by Sidney Lumet—Equus … Read More “Equus (1977): Horses, Psychosis, and Full-Frontal Psychiatry” »
Or: “In the Future, Everyone Is Hot, Stupid, and Dead by 30” Welcome to the Future—Hope You Like Leotards There’s something mesmerizing about Logan’s Run. It’s not that it’s a great movie—it’s not—but it’s the kind of sci-fi oddity that makes you wonder if someone laced Star Trek with disco powder and handed it to … Read More “Logan’s Run (1976): Plastic Futures and Polyester Death Cults” »
Or: “When the Budget’s Low, the Ghost is Angry, and the Brunette is Smoking” Not Quite Dead, But Not Exactly Alive Either Twice Dead is one of those movies that feels like it was made on a dare—probably involving a six-pack of Bartles & Jaymes and a late-night conversation that started with, “You know what’d … Read More “Twice Dead (1988): Haunted House, Killer Ghost, and One Gorgeous Whitlow” »
Or: “When Your Movie Has a Ghost, a Puppet, a Nazi Robot, and Still Manages to Be Boring” Haunted by Bad Ideas Ghost Chase is a movie that feels like it was conceived during a sugar crash in a Spencer’s Gifts. Directed by Roland Emmerich—yes, Independence Day Emmerich, back before he started blowing up the … Read More “Ghost Chase (1987): Who Ya Gonna Call? Literally Anyone Else.” »
Or: “Thrill Me, Chill Me, and Show Me Jill Whitlow” It’s the 1950s. No—Wait. It’s the ’80s. Never Mind, It’s Perfect. Night of the Creeps is the kind of movie that walks into your life with a beer in one hand, a flamethrower in the other, and a half-dressed co-ed on its arm. It’s dumb … Read More “Night of the Creeps (1986): Zombies, Slugs, and a Brunette Bombshell” »
Or: “How to Weaponize a Semi-Truck and Still Bore an Audience” The Thunder That Whimpers You’d think a movie about an old Vietnam vet driving a bomb-rigged semi-truck through the desert while being chased by domestic terrorists would be fun. Hell, it sounds like a glorious slab of drive-in chaos. Guns! Explosions! Gritty one-liners! Instead, … Read More “Thunder Run (1986): Maximum Explosions, Minimum Brain Cells” »
Or: “When Two Nerds Made a Babe With a Computer and Our Teenage Brains Never Recovered” The Stuff Wet Dreams and 8-Bit Fantasies Are Made Of Let’s not pretend Weird Science is subtle. It’s not trying to be Citizen Kane. It’s not trying to teach you a life lesson about emotional growth or gender dynamics. … Read More “Weird Science (1985): Hormones, Hilarity, and a Woman Built Like a Ferrari” »
