I’ve watched some great flicks lately—and some truly terrible ones. The holidays hit, and I forgot about them! I guess the “great flicks” weren’t all that great after all.
My plan for 2024 is to move away from just reviewing weird horror movies, and instead getting into some of the timeless classics (some of which, of course, will be weird horror movies). I’ve been hankering for some high quality viewing. Just like food, there’s only so much garbage you can absorb before you’re ready to eat a steak. Just as my body starts craving real food after a week of eating pathetic sandwiches and bachelor chow-tier spaghetti, so does my mind crave excellence after watching the grindhouse trash on Shudder.
But that’s to come. Although I’ve nearly exhausted Shudder’s extensive library of the good, the bad, and the terrible (pretty much any horror movie made in the last five years, or any horror flick with Canadian actors), I stumbled upon a series—not a movie—called Deadwax (2018).
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