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Ahoy there mateys,
Pancakes is the name,
I'm a flying pikachu,
None of this makes sense.

They've been divorced for four years. I think it's okay for her to date someone else.

No Key and Peele discussion? I love him in the unicorn sketch.

Burn in hell Quizno's spongemonkeys.

See this kinda pisses me off. Do you think if Patty Jenkins whiffs it with Wondet Woman as hard as Trank did with Fant4stic that she's gonna get a second chance?

…and Jackee Harry is there just listening to the slam poetry. I died.

I will always have a memory of watching Suspiria and laughing at the girl for falling into the obvious pit of barbed wire only to absolutely lose my shit in the finale when she pops up again with nails in her eyes. You got me Suspiria.

I actually find giallos more disturbing because they are often light on logic/rational. Violence begotten by no reason is incredibly creepy to me, so I'm more affected by those kind of films.

As I said earlier this week over in the review section, I've never been interested in The Walking Dead because to me the idea of watching endless hours of hopeless misery that has no meaning sounds absolutely dreadful and I don't actually understand why anyone would.

I'm not sure how to answer that. Slasher flicks don't scare me (I'll even argue they're really fun) but supernatural horror really doesn't scare me, so much so that the glut of paranormal/demon movies lately is just obnoxious to me at this point. But the kernel of possibilities in the truth of slasher films, that

I just watched Society for the first time a few weeks ago, that last act will stick with you forever. The logicistics of the plot surrounding it don't really make sense: they just let the kids go, even though there's so many of them it'd be super easy to still "shunt" them or just kill them. And why does the girl

Probably the last time I was afraid to go to sleep was when I watched Black Christmas (on Christmas Eve). As a single young woman living in an apartment by herself, that was absolutely terrifying. But then I don't think a horror movie has effectively bothered me so much that I can't sleep/eat/whatever since I was a

Conan O'Brien's possey consists of Steven, Timothy Olyphant, Will Arnett, Ice Cube, Kevin Hart, and the cast of Silicon Valley. What do I need to do to get there?

I'm sitting here going "David Robert Mitchell…I know that name" with my It Follows poster framed and hanging right behind me.

"Hey Brian, what's the history of Vine?"
"SHUT. THE. FUCK. UP."
(5 Second Films did it first).

Kristen is in part 3 and 4.

Same when she's crawling towards the porch as her parents walk up to the front door. She's so close.

I think dolls are creepy and I'd hate to be in a room with a hundred porcelain dolls in a tiny old victorian home, but I don't think I've ever seen a movie properly convey how creepy that is. I like The Conjuring fine but their interpretation of Annabell is so ridiculous in the way that who in the fuck would buy that

*Jots down note* Apples…sell…less than…200 pounds…

This is exactly why I've never understood the appeal. A zombie movie can encapsulate a certain theme and make its points in a short amount of time, but you take that to a long format you get nothing but hopelessness. Who wants to watch that?