i’ve said it once and i’ll say it again: nobody is making movies like alice maio mackay right now, and this might be her best yet.
i’m always looking for more holiday horror, so if you give me that and a trans final girl i’m basically already sold, but when you throw in a suspenseful small town murder mystery, some truly gnarly gore, and sly queer social commentary to top it all off, i couldn’t ask for more.
in a…
struggling to find the words to sum up all the thoughts i have right now and all the things this made me feel so i’ll start with just one: human. remarkably honest, imperfect, angry, and ugly in a deeply human way that art is rarely ever allowed to be. both a reflection of What The World Has Become™ - or maybe always was - and also ourselves, accompanied by a sobering reminder that we have far more in common with each other than that which divides us.
hell is not hot enough for dan schneider and brian peck.
watched this with my mom and when it was over she said “this is how i felt about austin butler after elvis”
haven’t actually rewatched this yet, but i slept on it and read a lot of great writing and woke up pretty pro-civil war (the movie not the conflict itself fyi).
struck most by its commentary on the futility of “neutrality” in journalism (what does “we record so other people ask” even mean? do lee and jessie not realize that they too are “staying out of it” in a way just like their parents? at what point do you become a…