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MIIIIIIDNIGHT ALL THE STARS AND YOUUUU
Alien board game (Kenner 1979)
I didn't get this for Christmas. 🙁
KISS meets the Phantom of the Park
Required fall viewing.

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Wes Craven will always be a hugely important figure in my life. What John Lennon, John F. Kennedy, Neil Armstrong, Albert Einstein and Michael Jordan are to normal people– that’s what Wes Craven meant to me when I was 10-years-old.
I was lucky enough to have come of age in the era of SCREAM. Were it not for that film’s ubiquity I would not be the rabid film fan I am today. I would have never faced down Freddy Krueger’s back catalogue of bad dreams, shuddered at the depravity of Krug and company, traversed the desert wasteland of Jupiter, Pluto, and the other planetoid cannibals of the hills, or marveled at the sublime, silly sweetness of Swamp Thing. To put it lightly, SCREAM was a gateway drug into Wes Craven’s filmography, which inevitably brought me deep into the rabbit hole of the horror genre as a whole.
Through his films I learned that horror movies could be about ANYTHING and that the best ones were always about SOMETHING. That’s what made them so goddamned scary. ELM STREET, SCREAM, HILLS, THE PEOPLE UNDER THE STAIRS, LAST HOUSE– these were movies about the horrifying things bubbling just under the surface of suburban life.
The kind of horror Craven tapped into wasn’t just happening onscreen with dream killers and voodoo cults. It happened in real life everyday on a far more mundane and disturbing playing field. Even as a youngster I was able to connect the dots Craven was drawing; he made movies about humanity overcoming its greatest evil… itself.
I’ve been trying to wrap my head around these concepts in one way or another ever since. The guy wasn’t just a horror movie maker– he was a celluloid philosopher whose teachings have been lighting the flames of my imagination for as far back as I can remember. He’s important a thinker as America will ever produce.
I really can’t tell you what a surprising blow his death has been for me, especially given the fact I never even knew the guy personally. And yet, through his work I’ve always felt a deep connection. I don’t wanna get too far into hero worship– that would be insulting to those who did know and love him in real life. All I can say is that it feels terrible to lose a man who leaves such a positive and inspiring mark on his fans. God knows I’m not speaking for myself on this front…
I have no doubt his movies will be prescient for long after the flood of Wes Craven obituaries have drained from the front pages of movie news websites. That’s not the sign of a master of horror– it’s the sign of a master filmmaker and artist period.
RIP Wes Craven. The world is a far better place for having had you in it. Thanks for being my John Lennon.
(For the record Carpenter’s my McCarthy, Argento is my George Harrison, Tobe Hooper is my Ringo and Romero is Elvis.)
James Woods in tight jeans walking away from an explosion. (I want a mural of this scene painted in my first child's playroom as a means of establishing the concept of badassitude early on).
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Ghoulies II (1988)

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Ghoulies II (1988)
James Cameron has never directed a better suspense sequence since filming this.
(Which-- while we’re on the subject-- Terminator Genysis had an awesome opportunity to do their own spin on a Tech Noir scene and completely, utterly wimped out. Terminator Genysis: a passive aggressive “reboot” if there ever was one.)
My roommate's niece (7 years old) and nephew (5 years old) just destroyed my room in a blaze of sugar fueled hyperactivity. On the bright side they were nice enough to leave the Werner Herzog boxset off of their warpath.
Looks like he has the meth shakes. Fucking Gizmo and his meth addiction.
“Some tales are told then soon forgotten. But a legend is forever.” From the trailer to Leatherface: Texas Chainsaw Massacre III, 1990 (dir: Jeff Burr)
This may be my favorite bad teaser trailer of all time.
It has goddamed NOTHING to do with the movie in question and sort of snarks at its own existence. Garishly dumb and detached from any sort of earnestness, TCM III's introductory preview accurately sums up the rough transition horror experienced from the eighties into the nineties.

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[Interior Dialogue]: "Ouch! What the... Did I just step on a... Is that a used hypodermic needle? Great, that's just fucking great. How am I gonna explain this to Billy? Jesus Christ I can't afford to lose him again. I'll kill myself first oh God Jesus maybe going Gremlin would be easier. Maybe that's all there's waiting for me anyway. Fuck. Okay. Okay. Easy. Keep it together Giz. Just get to the Baxter Building... Maybe they have some kind of Mogwai blood test or something. Fuck, Kate's never gonna let me live this one down. Fucking Kate. I wish I was still at Kingston's Falls. There's no fucking junkies at Kingston's Falls. Well... Maybe Mr. Futterman but that was a long time ago. I hope. Eh, I'm sure it's fine. IT'S FINE."
Psychomania opening song and sequence,
This soundtrack is AMAZING!!!
It’s August, which means that we’re in prime pre-Halloween season.
Get it in the mood with this sequence from PSYCHOMANIA. It is surreal and groovy and encapsulates everything I love about fall-- undead bikers, graveyards, fog and droning, creepy guitar parts.