stand out viewing for the mung molasses mudslide that was October.
THE ACID KING (2019, dirs. Dan Jones & Jesse P Pollack)
the first (to my knowledge) thoughtful cinematic plunge into the Ricky Kasso story, examining it from multiple angles. In before Netflix finds out and turns it into a Ryan Murphy Edgelord Campfest starring Eddie Munson or whoever.
AFTER BLUE (2021, dir. Bertrand Mandico)
if this cat ain't directing the Barbarella remake then why fucking bother?
i knoooooow.
does a fine job of recreating what it's like to collaborate on oxygen with the absolute drizzling dog dick worst of the worst so-dumb-they-ugly-so-ugly-they-dumb failed comedians offered up by the aLt-rIgHt as an alternative to creators and content who can actually tell the difference between genuinely transgressive satire and relentlessly obnoxious status-quo enforcement.
shit still obliterates everything. would've liked to have a bonus feature delving into the "family tree".
does for telekinesis what Let The Right One In did for vampirism.
FFO Cat III anything.
can't remember if i saw this way the hell back when i was 12, but it was definitely on my radar. glad i saw it now, when i have a few Australian genre films under my belt, so i can better appreciate it's themes and narrative pace. in a more just universe this would've had the merchandising push that Waterworld got.
totally came.
totally the film i played in my head during middle school hours, imagination buzzing from stacks of Fangoria magazines and blurbs about ultraviolent outlaw comics in Previews catalog.
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