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I only remember 1 decapitation in In a Violent Nature and it looked pretty good. Not sure what @Tor Lugosi is referring to.
There's sorta two -- the fat dude who gets his head sawed off and then the park ranger. I could only capture a decent frame of the fat dude's fake head.
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I watched Longlegs after seeing it mentioned here a few times. Overall I liked it, the first half in particular kind of had a similar atmosphere to the first season of True Detective. The movie falls off a bit in the second half though. I'd give the first half an 8, but maybe a 6 or 6.5 for the latter half.
 
This reminds me of being in highschool, my mom was babysitting a bunch of kids for my little sisters birthday party and she texts me can the kids watch one of my movies, it's some cartoon.

Two hours later I get a call from my mom saying it absolutely wasn't some kids thing.
It was when the wind blows. Fun times.
 
This reminds me of being in highschool, my mom was babysitting a bunch of kids for my little sisters birthday party and she texts me can the kids watch one of my movies, it's some cartoon.

Two hours later I get a call from my mom saying it absolutely wasn't some kids thing.
It was when the wind blows. Fun times.
In fairness, I did also like All Dogs Go to Heaven.
 
I watched Longlegs after seeing it mentioned here a few times. Overall I liked it, the first half in particular kind of had a similar atmosphere to the first season of True Detective. The movie falls off a bit in the second half though. I'd give the first half an 8, but maybe a 6 or 6.5 for the latter half.
Thought it was very well made, technically, overall but hated the supernatural element. Would have been much better if it was unambiguously mundane versus SATAN SATAN SATAN out of left field. I might be biased though because lately I have a hard time not seeing tired fedora-tiered Christian subversion in religious horror films. In many ways felt like a strange sequel/follow-up to Blackcoat's Daughter, thematically.
 
Full Moon's new motion picture event, entitled "Quadrant", shows us the future of film-making, today:

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I made it maybe ten minutes before I started furiously mashing the right arrow to skip ahead. As best as I could gather, it seems to be a remake of that movie where John Connor met Drop Dead Fred and killed people in cyberspace. There are boobs which is a moral victory of sorts but it doesn't really help. In conclusion, I regret that I know this movie exists, but I had to pass along the curse to make sure I don't die in seven days.
 
Please tell me it at least had 6 Jan Michael Vincents in it.

They should've called it Freddy Player One and focused on a DDF vs Kruger angle.

Still, you had me at boobs so I'll probably fast forward through it too.
 
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I just watched Pulse (2001), and my scatterbrained immediate impression is that it has a beautiful first hour, but is allegorically unfocused and would have been better if split into two different films: one exploring the effects of nihilism on people and the societies they compose, and another elaborating on the alienating effects of the Internet.

One scene stood out as an eerily prescient depiction of the Internet's effects on the vulnerable: Harue, on seeing herself displayed on her monitor as if being filmed from behind, turns and embraces an invisible voyeur with glee, prefering the company of the unseen watcher to that of Ryosuke - an allegory for loving being "seen" by strangers on the web that you can't see back, rather than preferring the company of the real? Not sure if that was the intent, but it's applicable.

Shame that's embedded within the context of people turning into black blotches and the entire world collapsing, as it seems the supernatural occurence which kicked the film off - videos of dead web users inexplicably showing themselves on other people's PCs - could have been explored much more thoroughly, focusing on how people like Harue get drawn into the invisible voyeur's embrace and eventually become nothing more than a series of images on other people's monitors, their humanity and capacity for flesh-and-blood connection destroyed by the lure of the web.

Another, different film could then faff on about how giving into despair over nihilism when considering your own death is bad for society's survival, and how keeping going for going's sake is the right philosophy to follow.
 
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Here are a few recommendations
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Dan O' Bannon claims he had nothing to do with Dead & Buried and that they just wanted his writing credit to sell tickets.
The Burning is an 80s slasher that's more substantial than Friday the 13th and it was written by Harvey Weinstein so he knows what's creepy!
Schock is a Mario Bava "Giallo" murder mystery. They call Dario Argento "the Italian Hitchcock" but without Bava there'd be no Dario
Rabid is a Canadian contagion body horror that'll make you feel very uncomfortable. Haunting score.
One Missed Call plays on Japan's technophobia in depth and is a great supernatural horror. DO NOT watch the American remake it didn't understand the original at all!
 
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I was rewatching, for the first time in quite a while, Whatever Happened to Baby Jane? While it's more "psychological thriller" than horror, some might argue, it has plenty of scenes that have creeped me out more than a lot of straight-up horror movies. Early in the film, we see the titular vaudeville child star performing the incredibly saccharine song "I've Written A Letter To Daddy" on stage back in 1917, in the most quavering, histrionic, off-key way, it's a purposely silly scene. However, when a fiftyish Bette Davis as the adult has-been Jane, to ready herself for a delusional idea of a comeback, practices with accompaniment by hired pianist Edwin (Victor Buono!), who is only interested in soaking the old broad for her money it creeps me the hell out on a deeper level than "crazy woman dresses up like the little girl she no longer is"

 
I was rewatching, for the first time in quite a while, Whatever Happened to Baby Jane? While it's more "psychological thriller" than horror, some might argue, it has plenty of scenes that have creeped me out more than a lot of straight-up horror movies. Early in the film, we see the titular vaudeville child star performing the incredibly saccharine song "I've Written A Letter To Daddy" on stage back in 1917, in the most quavering, histrionic, off-key way, it's a purposely silly scene. However, when a fiftyish Bette Davis as the adult has-been Jane, to ready herself for a delusional idea of a comeback, practices with accompaniment by hired pianist Edwin (Victor Buono!), who is only interested in soaking the old broad for her money it creeps me the hell out on a deeper level than "crazy woman dresses up like the little girl she no longer is"

I really need to show my husband this. He's only seen the god awful remake. Don't look at it even out of curiosity. It's not so bad it's good, it's just bad. Fuck that remake.
 
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