“long live trash cinema!”
Can you be nostalgic for something you never really experienced? I am surprisingly nostalgic for 90’s-2000’s Halloweens for someone who never truly got to experience it as a child.. I remember dressing up every year, but my parents weren’t/aren’t fans of Halloween, so we never went trick or treating, despite wanting to so bad. And we never had cable, so I never got to experience Disney Channel at the peak of its spooky power.
I had never seen The Scream…
The Deadly Spawn just radiates comfort for me. The rainy-day, lazy weekend trapped in the house vibes. The low-budget, regional photography. The rubbery, wide-mawed alien puppets. The buckets of neon-red gore. The greatest, smartest, most resourceful monster-kid hero 80’s trash-horror ever saw. Everything about it is just so cozy and wholesome, while also fulfilling my bloodlust for monster carnage.
Story time! The first time I watched this with my wife she said something like “Everything in this house makes it…
Another solid entry in my favorite horror franchise.
Most people who know me well know by now about my philosophy when it comes to on screen vomit. And that is that gore isn’t quite as shocking as it used to be, but well executed barf is always nasty, and will make a movie better. I’m happy to report that Evil Dead Rise has not one, not two, but three substantial vomit moments.
I was a little nervous throughout the first two…