Somewhere out of space, the disembodied voice of a lounge singer belts out a jazz anthem which enthusiastically proclaims; ‘Green Slime’. His voice is bent by the weight of the words which he sings, this feeling is familiar but the tune foreign, ‘Green Slime’.
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Ginger Snaps is not subtle, it violates your personal space and tears your fucking lungs out. It includes horrifying transformations of a girl growing into a woman and that woman turning into a beast. All the gore of getting your first period and watching yourself transform into an adult is intertwined with the havoc of being bitten by a savage horror and watching yourself become a monster
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After the show I invite Wes Anderson out for some brew and burgers to discuss the religious experience we had just shared. I end up buying as Wes is a typical penniless artist. He looks like he hasn’t eaten in months with thirft chic clothes barely clinging to his skeletal frame. “It’s the little details, Jimmy,” he says to me in between rabid bites of his cheeseburger. Much to my surprise Wes Anderson is a huge AC/DC fan with an encyclopedic knowledge of their career and catalog.
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If you are planning on spending some time this Valentine’s Day watching a movie, whether in the comfort of your own company, or with a sweetheart or friend, I’d like to recommend The Abominable Dr. Phibes for your evening’s selection. At its heart, The Abominable Dr. Phibes isn’t just a farcical horror movie but a love story and Phibes its not-quite-dashing romantic hero. To that end I’ve put together a list of nine reasons I think he would actually make a pretty good Valentine’s date.
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Ah, Thankskilling – a term coined by fellow Cinema Midnight scribe, Jeremy. And this holiday-viewing suggestion comes just in time to celebrate this horrific take on the most gluttonous of American traditions.
The Texas Chainsaw Massacre – the 1974 version, not the over-stylized remake – is a quintessential Thankskilling film, primarily because of that penultimate scene of family dinner madness.
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Reading a list of overlooked horror movies recently, my curiosity was peaked by Brian Yuzna’s Society, a movie that seems to combine both my favorite type of horror (paranoia, alien species) and the repulsive body horror stuff that squicks me out. I Googled some screengrabs and nearly vommed. (Seriously, don’t, if you’re not into the idea of seeing stretchy, writhing, oozy piles of limbs attached to bodies in places where they just don’t belong.) In most cases, where I’m curious about a movie but know I probably won’t be able to to stomach actually watching it, I turn to reading plot recaps on Wikipedia or IMDB, and watching the trailer.
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How can you resist something like Total Recall? Paul Verhoeven, still fresh off of Robocop, made this movie at exactly the right time. After a decade of over the top action movies full of oily (and homoerotic?) muscle men and horrible one liners like the Rambo series, Commando, the Predator movies, Cobra and countless others, Total Recall was both the ultimate example of this style of film and a subtle deconstruction. Cleverly starring Schwarzenegger, one of the leading action heroes of the ’80s, Total Recall points out every ridiculous convention and then one ups them all.
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