I will only stomach Billy Corgan if the payoff is Killdozer.

Love on a Leash with the star power of Gary Busey.

Wow, that dance scene in Heaven's Gate was way too long and unnecessary.

Sátántangó: "Hold my pálinka."

These aren't your Grandma's cenobites, these cenöbites ride motörbikes and röck 🤘🏼🤘🏼 They listen to Sabbath, Crüe and LOVE the Carpenters.

I wasn't around for the swinging sixties or psychedelic seventies (neither was the director), but I'm so thankful that his vision of it was hammered into my skull at every waking opportunity. Strobe lights and never ending synths. How about some Heavy Metal animation and subgenre fonts so you don't forget?

Painfully slow, stylistic caricature that leaves me disenchanted that I had to hear anyone rave that this was a must-see these last three years.