“Is there a daddy long legs ad council that feeds out this information?”
Honey, We Shrunk Ourselves! is a lot of things. It’s Rick Moranis’ final on-screen role, an early showcase for cult-member Alison Mack and alt-right attention-goon Bug Hall, and it’s the third and final entry to a franchise I’ve never really watched, save for this one.
On the heels of not one but TWO near total disasters at the hands of his patented shrink ray, Wayne Szalinski has…
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“Control.”
Sister Barnes and Sister Paxton are Mormon missionaries, tasked with spreading the good word of Joseph Smith throughout an unnamed region of the country.
As they work through a list of inquiries about the church, they arrive at the doorstep of Mr. Reed: a goofy-yet-softspoken Englishman with a deep curiosity in their faith. He invites them inside, promising that his wife awaits in the next room.
The missionaries are quick to sense that something is amiss, and come to…
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I’m stunned!
616 Wilford Lane is a movie that so successfully skirts past any narrative obligations for 79 minutes of its 85 minute runtime. There are nuggets of separate stories but little to no attempt to tie them all together. I’ll try:
The story is simple. Dad and his two daughters move into a McMansion after a devastating loss. However, their dream home proves to be something of a nightmare as they uncover a dark secret in the house’s history. …
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I keep telling people that I would bet big money that in Italy this was called Il Substanti. I don’t know!
So I’m a loud and proud emetephobe, which is why I’ve properly avoided Il Substanti for so long. One of the first reviews I’d read detailed a gross out body horror flick that prompted theater goers to walk out and even one in-theater hurl!
I knew I wanted to see it, just maybe not with a bunch of others. …
