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There is no real term for it as far as I know, but I love “Group of people trapped in a confined space with one or more monsters”.

I love, love, love horror films where a group of people with a common connection are targeted by a killer who offs them one by one in an ironic, thematically linked ways as revenge for a past wrong.

In fairness, the only reason Fox doesn’t want her is that she doesn’t like Trump ENOUGH.

Nope. Takes too long to take effect, hard to judge dosage, lasts too long. First timers should smoke- a single hit, wait 5 minutes, then another if needed.

The real happy ending for me would be if he didn’t kill Dick Miller.

Ah, The Stuff. I remember it fondly from my stoner 20s, when the 1980s first started to seem distant enough to laugh at. It begins with a couple of codgers finding the titular ooze burbling out of the ground, tasting it (as you do) and declaring “It tastes like food! We could sell this!” Also includes Michael Moriarty

Or “lavatory spirits” in the UK.

I mean it’s not like the bits of peanut are rock hard....

No mention of The Witch on Netflix? A definite 5 ghost movie. 

“She was like a candle in the wind really... Unreliable.”

As someone who writes stuff sometimes, Marenghi’s do-everything self insert, terrible dialogue and narration, and general incompetence combined with his overinflated ego is deeply evocative of the garbage I wrote when I was younger. I appreciate it on a deep level and I rewatch it at least once every October.

His riff on the 15 minutes he spent in Scotland is pure gold Jerry.

A few more gems on Amazon:

Shivers - Cronenberg’s first movie about sexually transmitted zombie worms.

Demon Wind - a great example of 1980's B-horror practical effects. Watch a trailer if you’re not convinced.

The Dead Pit - woman in prison sleaze + evil insane asylum of the undead + lots of brain surgery

(And that’s not

Every year at Halloween I re-watch the ultimate in terror, Garth Marenghi’s Darkplace.

I really should switch to vaping. Shit’s expensive here, and traditional smoking is just too wasteful when it’s 50 an eighth. There’s a lot to be said for burning a bowl, but the idea of getting significantly more mileage out of each bud (and having the whole batch decarbed and ready for firecrackers afterwards) is

I’m lately wanting to cut down on my smoking (I recently got gummy bear edibles and eating like 5 of them when the normal dosage is 1 and not feeling anything kind of made me rethink some things...), but bowl had always been my favorite. My new apartment though doesn’t allow that sort of smoke, so I got a vaporizer,

Even as a little kid, when I was supposed to think it made them terrible people, my favorite scene in the original Poltergeist was when Coach and his wife smoked weed.  I like to think it helped them keep it together while they tried to get their daughter out of that TV.

Well, the famously skittish and fast deer apparently just stood and waited while the loud, shuffling, not at all sneaky carnival zombies shambled up and ate him recently. I guess TWD writers (and funders) are going with animals being eaten.

At first, I thought she was masturbating. Then I thought she took the pill and was dying painfully. Then I thought she was masturbating again. It kept going back and forth.