Friday night, I went to the baseball game with my friend. At one point, we started to discuss what was on the docket for our movie weekends. I hadn’t really planned any sort of chicanery. There was no intention of having a bizarre, wild mix. And yet, it ended up being one of the more diverse, unholy movie weekend batches I’ve ever cooked up. On the docket: a 90s b-horror about an evil ice cream man, the wholesomiest of wholesome American musicals, two surrealist masterpieces (one about gay Nazi bikers), an indie film about serial killers, and an overlooked 90s indie classic. And that doesn’t even include my missed chance at seeing the popular kids movie-du-jour. This is the movie weekend that was. Continue reading
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