For twenty-five years, film lovers have been trying to understand why they can’t get enough of Showgirls. While other movies can simply be dubbed favorites without dissection, Showgirls has never been given the same grace.
We all go through that phase where we have to grapple with the concept of reality. . . . Right?
You might not remember the details, but you never forget your first night with Nomi. But why is that?
Sometimes it’s best to leave well enough alone.
Before we get too deep, this is not THAT “Black Christmas.”
You better watch out, you better not cry. Santa Clause is coming to decimate a bunch of teens.
Dana Brookins’ Soul Eater checks the boxes of a classic haunted house book: flawed characters, a run down town, skeptics, believers. And yet in classic mid-80s fashion, it still ends up marching to the beat of its own drum.
Angelina Watson wasn’t bitten by a vampire.
A little something for those of us with Halloween in our hearts . . .
Hail . . . Satan?