Here at Bloody Good Horror we spend much of our time talking about good movies and bad movies alike, and picking apart the things that place titles in either category. In horror specifically, there is a beautiful gradient, comprised of everything from "so bad it's good" to "just plain bad." For many movies in this grey area, the viewing experience itself - who you watch it with and how - can be as important as the movie itself. In that tradition, every first Thursday of the month we'll fondly recall one of those kinds of movies that seem made for the loud and alcohol-fueled viewing party, and give you the framework to host a screening of your very own, complete with imbibing instructions!
Note: BGH reminds you to respect the minimum age requirement for drinking in whatever god forsaken hellhole you live in.
Who doesn't love a good game? And this one just might be more fun than working tirelessly on a puzzle while you're locked in a post-apocalyptic bunker - maybe. Released in 2016, 10 Cloverfield Lane is the somewhat slanted sequel to 2008's Cloverfield, although how closely related they are remains somewhat mysterious. This movie really snuck up on us, with not so much as a hint of its place within this larger franchise until just before it was released in theaters.
Let's be clear, this movie does not fit in the "so bad it's good" category. Far from it. 10 Cloverfield Lane made many a Best Of list for 2016 and right fully so. It does so many things right; it gives us a charming John Gallagher Jr. and Mary Elizabeth Winstead doing her thing, plus John Goodman in what has to be his most sinister role yet. But we here at Bloody Good horror like our end of the world with a little bit of humor and a stiff drink. If you're as depraved as we are, you're sure to love this movie, and this game!
- Drink whenever Howard, Michelle, and Emmett have a happy family moment.
- Take a sip for each new song on the juke box.
- Chug when Howard plays "Tell Him."
- Drink when they finish the puzzle.
- Finish your drink for clean-shaven John Goodman and his ice cream cone. Dessert never looked to scary.