I don’t really have the goods for the whole Horrorthon routine on this one. In fact, everything about this post is completely half-assed: I haven’t really seen the movie in question; I haven’t read to see if anyone else here reviewed it; I’m not planning on saying very much anyway; It’s not quite worth uploading […]

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I can’t get over The Real Tuesday Weld (the London band that may just be one guy, Stephen Coates) and the incredible music and animation that those four words continue to mean. Octopunk introduced me to them years ago by walking into my house, opening his laptop and insisting (before even taking his coat off) […]

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Since this is Horrorthon, the “season of giving” means “giving” the gift of ultimate horror (unless there’s something wrong with my logic). Anyway here’s four minutes and forty-six seconds of pure unspeakable dread. I’d say the body count for this clip dwarfs every horror movie seen by every Horrorthon participant this year (and it takes […]

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