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.
As it states in our mission statement, here at Bloody Good Horror we look to fill your Thirsty Thursdays with movies that are so bad they're good, or just plain bad. So long as they are lampoonable, we are here to watch them with you, and make your veiwing more enjoyable.
This month, we're tackling a little film called Patch Town
, which involves adorable little dolls, kidnapped children, and everyone's favorite creepy janitor
. The less you know about the premise of this movie the better. So buckle up and get ready to be....amazed?
- Drink for dolls...and for cabbages.
- Take a sip every time we watch a grainy flashback.
- Cheers to familiar faces! Drink whenever you see Julian Richings, everyone's favorite horror cameo.
- Gulp when you cannot believe this shit is happening.
- Drink for the running of the Santas.