We Are The Sprocket Holes vol. 528

 stand-out viewing for the something-you-know-whatever of February. 

(January)

ARREBATO (1979, dir. Ivan Zulueta)

really gonna have to give this one another watch... feels like it didn't totally sink in... but very cool nonetheless. 

DON'T BREATHE 2 (2021, dir. Rodo Sayagues) 

really loved how self-contained this was while still jumping off from the first film. 

EYES OF FIRE (1983, dir. Avery Crounse) 

barrage folk horror. 

THE FARMER (1977, dir. David Berlatsky) 

exits in that nether realm between more "upper-crust" 1970s action adjacent fare and the jizz-lobbing grime-reels of underground cinema.

 I BLAME SOCIETY (2020, dir. Gillian Wallace Horvat)

FFO Man Bites Dog, S&Man, 

LIPSTICK (1976, dir. Lamont Johnson) 

I WOULDN'T SAY SUCH THINGS IF I WERE YOOOOOOOOOUUUUU.

THE SCARY OF SIXTY-FIRST (2021, dir. Dasha Nekrasova)

somewhere between Black Candles, Ghost World, and Eyes Wide Shut. 

SISTERS WITH TRANSISTORS (2020, dir. Lisa Rovner)

beyond happy this exists. 

SPINE OF THE NIGHT (2021, dirs. Phillip Gelatt, Morgan Galen King) 

not just another reductive Heavy Metal pastiche. 

TEXAS CHAINSAW MASSACRE (2022, dir. David Blue Garcia) 

see how slow this month was? i'm actually giving space to this irredeemable dung-heap fuckpile attempt at a "legacy" sequel. at least when David Gordon Green tackled Halloween, i get a pretty clear sense that he and the rest of those involved understand what makes the original film work. this sputtering Fisher Price bandsaw of a film has nothing... not a cunting thing.... that indicates the filmmakers understand not just Texas Chainsaw Massacre... not just Leatherface... but the knock-offs it spawned. it's just a reasonably well made dumb guy slasher made for asshole fake idiots who claim that they only care about "gore" and that i should just shut my artfag mouth and watch some gAy24 movies like the fucking nerd i am... curious how this rectum-huffing choad-spores always seem to break that out when its timed to defend some worn-out franchise from a multi-million dollar corporation and never a regional underground production from a scrappy underdog. these people are the fucking Star Wars fans of horror. while their waiting with corporate cum breath for straight-to-Hulu Predator movie, i'm preordering Cat III films from Massacre Video.