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Sometimes we get tired of complaining in audio and video format. This is where we come to post our finger rants.

Straight-to-DVD Corner with Tonn Slingdog: It’s So Disgusting!

Okay, perhaps movies that seek purely to make you sick to your stomach are abusing our whole “right to free speech” thing, but dammit if I’m not happier than a pig in putrid, bloody, pus-filled dung that they are around.  This past weekend, I sat down with some friends to do a double feature of Eli Roth’s Cabin Fever and its DTV sequel, Cabin Fever 2: Spring Fever.  To be honest, when I first saw Roth’s original in the theater I was disappointed…but I’ll give it this: it holds up.  I was still disappointed with it.  However, after you wade through an hour long swamp of underdeveloped characters yammering at each other, the last twenty minutes of the picture are a lot of fun.  Cabin Fever 2: Spring Fever takes that last twenty minutes and turns into eighty minutes of pure disgustingness.  And this is a good thing. Continue reading Straight-to-DVD Corner with Tonn Slingdog: It’s So Disgusting!

Straight-to-DVD Corner with Tonn Slingdog: Wrong Turn 2

I wasn’t a big fan of the original theatrical release, Wrong Turn. It was okay, I suppose, just a silly rip-off of Texas Chainsaw Massacre that was trying to be as disturbing as that classic, but the inbred mountain folk terrorizing the bland pretties had some rather silly looking prosthetic make-ups and made lots of noises that sounded like seventh-graders making fun of people with Down Syndrome.  Continue reading Straight-to-DVD Corner with Tonn Slingdog: Wrong Turn 2

Credit Due: Tarantino saves LA’s New Beverly Cinema

“As long as I’m alive, and as long as I’m rich, the New Beverly will be there, showing double features in 35mm,” Tarantino said. (from The Hollywood Reporter)

He’d already been paying the rent for some time, then just bought the place outright to keep the family-run place going. I’ve bashed his last few movies, but have to give the man credit for walking the walk. You don’t see Paul McCartney taking out his ludicrously giant wallet to save Abbey Road.