“I fibbed a little about not killing you.”
A dark, punk comedy where each character is just so damn likable that you don’t mind any of the cracked and heinous shit they’re doing.
My VHS cover pull-quote: “I wouldn’t mind being murdered so much if the killers were polite and filled with folksy wisdom about relationships.”
“Hey, come back to Derry and get murdered.”
This is humongous, epic, ultimately triumphant horror fantasy that — while not terrifying — is whimsically gruesome and allowed to lean hard into the cocaine fueled turns of the source material.
My VHS cover pull-quote: “Can we talk about across-the-board perfect casting? Okay, this has it. It also has a swelling, bleeding, plucked from a chest heart that will make you believe in shit again.”
“What’s that smell?”
A feverish, unsettling nightmare that I can’t seem to wake up from so I’m going to bang my head against things.
My VHS cover pull-quote: “Still not awake. Now bleeding. Please help.”