"A sinister cabal of superior writers."
T. Rigney was specifically designed for the mass consumption of B-grade cinema from around the world. His roughly translated thoughts and feelings can be found lurking suspiciously at The Film Fiend, Fatally Yours, and Film Threat. According to legend, his chaotic, child-like scribblings have cured cancer on fourteen different life-supporting planets.
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Mark Goldblatt's 1989 adaptation of the source material still seems smarter and tougher than the recent 2004 retread.
For those who want their very own bald robotic Mario Van Peebles, this should be your favorite movie.
Not paranoid? If Seth Landau has anything to say about it, you will be.
Etsuko Shihomi can break my spine anytime she wants to.
If you can handle the rancid meat flavor, Mad Cowgirl might be worth ingesting.
If this one doesn't creep you out, chances are you might be dead already.
Simply put, it does what it does with a fair amount of style and not a lot of intelligence.
A tastelessly thought-provoking debut from writer/director Isaak James.
Marsha's spooky adventures in Hull House.
MaT Kister's no-budget horror opus is much scarier than a nappy patch of facial hair.
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