Since pomo porno titles like Good Will Humping and Romancing The Bone are always good for a laugh, it got us thinking: What if adult movies sought inspiration from the titles of young adult novels?
I’m goddamned sick and tired of battlin’ writer’s block to once again arrive at a frustrated first step, y’know, leave me alone and let me go back to bed. I say that every issue, and now I quit.
The premise of What Lies Beneath turns out to be strikingly similar to that of Stir of Echoes. In short, a presence is making itself known in order to shed light on how its earthly body was murdered.
I don’t know about you, but I believe any film could’ve been rendered more effective with the addition of flesh-ripping zombies. Something about dead and decayed people trying to eat warm, live people really strikes me as beautiful cinematography.
NASA is also looking into applications of the new drug in reducing the tedium of space travel for their astronauts. The turds appear to be nonaddictive and have no known side effects but, because of their mild psychoactive properties, will be available only by prescription.
Thirty years after Elektra unleashed the Stooges’ classic on a disinterested world (“universally panned” crows the new press release), Rhino Handmade has put out a seven CD box set containing every last second of screwin’ ’round with the seven songs on the original record that made it to tape.
What’s in a name change? For celebrities that’ve spent years trying to build up name recognition, there’s usually two reasons: Symbolically separating yourself from an embarrassing but lucrative past, or trying to give yourself a veneer of “I’m an adult thespian now” class.