It’s the Day of the Dead. Rather than trying to find something related to the actual holiday, I’ll just leave this here. Generally the redheaded stepchild of the original trilogy, it’s still a leg up over most zombie movies! Especially every one of them Romero made after… uggh.
Amidst all the candy and buffoonery and costumery, let’s not forget the true meaning of today, folks. Hold your loved ones close… mwa-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
What can I say, I’m a sucker for badly aged ’80s cheese.
Anytime is a good time for a visit from the Handicapable Living Impaired! DUBBED FOR YOUR PLEASURE!
Some more free lost ’80s cheese for my associates and acolytes to while away the hours!
Well, at least now we know why the Russians interfered in the election – to get their shitty attempt at a superhero franchise into American RedBox kiosks.
An underappreciated little slasher featuring a who’s who of b-actors. NOT to be confused with the Uwe Boll expulsion of the same name “based” on the video game.