In the early 2000s, it became briefly hip amongst film cultists to defend Meir Zarchi's 1978 exploitation flick, I Spit on Your Grave. Cult film critic, Joe Bob Briggs, is on the record calling the film a "masterpiece of cinema.” So many stepped forward to defend the film, that it earned a special edition dvd release from Elite Entertainment to celebrate the film’s 25 year anniversary back in 2003. The dvd came complete with THX sound, tv spots, critic reviews, and two commentary tracks—one by the film’s director Meir Zarchi and the other by the aforementioned Joe Bob Briggs.
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When asking someone to rate something between one and ten, a score below six would be considered poor. Even a five-point-nine would make you think twice about watching a show. It’s like less than three stars—you wouldn’t stay in a hotel with less than three stars.
In my last chapter of this series (the only one written so far), I compared the novel and 1989 movie to the information given about the remake. Well, April 5th came and went and we were told an old tale with a new twist.
I have to admit, I was shocked to see a "Not Slenderman" movie produced by someone other than Gravitas. But Jesus fuck! How the hell did they land Carrie-Anne Moss?! Come'on Carrie, you're better than this garbage!
A lot goes on in the mind of a writer. Your story just may turn into something you never expected like Maddie Young’s evening.
When I read the description on Netflix, my first impression was, "How the fuck did they not get sued?!" By reading the description alone, you know this is a blatant ripoff of A Quite Place. But you know what? That's okay. A Quiet Place had some issues that needed to be addressed, so if these assholes think they can do better, be my guest.But when the movie started, it became blatantly obvious that all of the problems with A Quiet Place were not being addressed and, in fact, they were layering on new problems.
She fell off a cliff.911, my wife, she fell off a cliff.Oh, my God! Please help me.
My fans may remember from an earlier review that I found John Carpenter's The Thing (1982) to be one of the greatest all time classics. So, when I heard they were doing a new movie back in 2011, I fanboyed harder than that socially awkward fellow you always see first in line at Star Wars openings. I fanboyed harder than a basement dwelling, mouth breather, Incel, stalking his favorite porn star. I was the living embodiment of Frye from Futurama's "Shut Up And Take My Money" meme.
Can we talk about how fucking funny it is, that this is a fake documentary about a fake documentary? I fucking love the fact that they layered it like that. Also, props on the head nod to the original The Blare Witch Project, even including a cameo from director Edwardo Sanchez. I was impressed with how they stayed focally self-aware of what they were spoofing. I don't know how well everyone remembers the marketing campaign of The Blair Witch Project, but they tried to convince the public that a student film, sold to a movie studio, was actually real found footage. It was sort of before the internet was a real big thing. There was no Facebook, or viral marketing. Myspace hadn't been around for very long. The movie was completely sold by hiding the fact that the 'found footage' of The Blair Witch Project was a fake documentary. So the way this is presented is actually quite brilliant.
There have been a lot of great movies and television shows I have seen through my youth and the rest of my teenage life. There are many different genres I enjoy, but for some reason, I mostly enjoy the recent seventh horror Child’s Play movie in straight to DVD film, The Cult of Chucky.