“Mimic” is a film I feel many horror fans look back to through retroactive produced rose-colored glasses. Most of this perception understandably comes from the current status of the film’s director and writer Guillermo del Toro as a cultural icon for both genre fans and international cinema. But at the time “Mimic” was initially released del Toro had yet to prove his filmmaking prowess despite the success of “Cronos”.
I've talked about my childhood enough in my reviews that I'm sure you've been able to deduce what everyone who knows me knows to be true; I was a pretty weird kid. My favorite movie when I was 10? "Evil Dead". Favorite TV show? "Twin Peaks". Boyhood crush? Mira Sorvino. At some point, my Dad took me to go see "Mimic" in theaters and something about the blonde beauty caused 11 year old me to start seriously crushing.
Today sees the announcement of "Never Sleep Again: The Elm St. Legacy", a retrospective documentary on the Nightmare series. It comes co-directed from the man who brought us "His Name Was Jason", but promises to be more in-depth and informational, which sounds good to me. I enjoyed "His Name...", but couldn't get over the fact that it felt like giving Jason Voorhees a blowjob for 90 minutes. A little more substance this time around would be a great thing.
Another purported "Cloverfield 2" viral video. The only thing that doesn't make sense to me is why someone would be so excited about moving to NYC after what happened just a few years ago (In the "Cloverfield" universe that is). The city looks to be in awfully good shape for one that was decimated by a giant crab-monster thing.
Let me just state this on the record right now... "Ring 3D" sounds like possibly the worst idea I've ever heard. Know this.
1956: Surgeons Walter Freeman and Egas Moniz perform America's first prefrontal lobotomy on a depressed, 63-year-old Kansas woman in Washington, D.C. They successfully create a lethargic dullard, and the duo hails the result for years to come as a medical triumph, despite the fact that two of their next twenty lobotomy subjects end as fatalities.
I knew a guy that had a pet scorpion once. I think I asked him "what the fuck is wrong with you?" every time I saw him. I guess I didn't see the point in owning a creature that could sting the living shit out of you at any moment whether or not the venom was removed. Now that I've seen Japanese Bug Fights, I think I'm starting to get the picture.
Last night, I came home to my apartment to discover that my power was half out. Then it went all the way out. Then, my burglar alarm shorted out and went off for an hour until my landlord could drive out and pull the plug. It was one of those situations where I thought "man, could this shit get any worse?" After waking up this morning and reading Shelton's "Bug" review, I remembered that things could be much worse; I could live in "Joe's Apartment."