PSYCHO CINEMA in December: A Time to be Merry and Slashy…

Psycho Cinema is the sister organization run by the hostest-with-the-mostest Faye G.  They bring rarely-screened horror, sci-fi, and obscure films to the Alamo Drafthouse Cinema in Winchester.  Join Faye’s group by clicking this LINK and prepare for the unexpected!

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PSYCHO CINEMA in December: A Time to be Merry and Slashy…

I’ve heard about you and Beth…. Would it be ok if I …. A Review of 1985’s Better Off Dead

I admit, before I went to see Better Off Dead, I was thinking…

…Ok, watch this teen movie made when I was 12, it’ll probably be kind of sappy like Say Anything with some humor.

I didn’t see this movie when it came out in 1985, but I had seen Say Anything, and I liked John Cusack in that movie. So I was interested to see him in this movie.

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I’ve heard about you and Beth…. Would it be ok if I …. A Review of 1985’s Better Off Dead

Watching Youth Make The Attempt to Drive a Stake Through Centuries of Evil: A Review of 1985’s Fright Night

I saw Fright Night (1985) as an adolescent. The rental copy chosen was well preserved in the coffin that has become the VHS tape. Seeing this movie again, I’m reminded how Fright Night, with reference to genre, makes for a delightful mash-up. Of what? you ask. Okay, fine. Comedy, mostly. Of horror, too, of course. Of vampire horror, in particular. Anything else? Yes, of course. But really, let’s not overdo it. This isn’t a “think piece,” Mr. Fong-Torres.

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Watching Youth Make The Attempt to Drive a Stake Through Centuries of Evil: A Review of 1985’s Fright Night

Where We’re Going, We Don’t Need Roads (Or Lots of CGI): Christy Reminisces about BACK TO THE FUTURE

I’m going to go ahead and go on record that the summer of 1985 was VERY good to me. I was eight years old, wrists full of jelly bracelets and sticker collection full of Garbage Pail Kids. I had a bike, the ice cream truck stopped on my street and it took less than 5 minutes to get to both Pizza Hut and a movie theater. Clearly, I was living the dream.

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Where We’re Going, We Don’t Need Roads (Or Lots of CGI): Christy Reminisces about BACK TO THE FUTURE