Gather under the sluice grate, for the latest Dead Air podcast episode has been mucked off the slab ~ http://ift.tt/2hEpYHH
Grab a beer and head to the RV because Dead Air is extending Halloween by one week so we can travel to The Houses October Built!
A group of friends looking for the ultimate experience in annual Halloween haunts sets out for a country wide tour of fear but as each haunt fails to give them the high only true terror can create they start following a series of mysterious clues that elude to the one true extreme haunt experience known as Blue Skeleton.
Soon on their journey they start noticing that their travels have garnered the attention of some not so friendly faces hidden behind masks of the very haunt workers themselves and as they grow ever closer to their destination it becomes obvious that the only thing to fear is ending up dead!
Gather under the sluice grate, for the latest Dead Air podcast episode has been mucked off the slab ~ http://ift.tt/2hEkb55
Good evening. On today’s tale we take a look at a woman with money issues and a man with mommy issues as Dead Air discuses Alfred Hitchcock’s undeniable classic; Psycho.
A bit of impulsiveness gets Marion Crane in a boat load of trouble as she steals 40,000 dollars from her employer. Now on the run and headed to her boyfriend in California she makes a little pit stop at the Bates Motel. However, Marion finds out too late that the proprietor of said motel, Norman Bates, is a boy only a mother could love. Even with the help of a private investigator nobody can seem to be able to track down Marion and when the hired help ends up missing – Marion’s boyfriend and sister take it upon themselves to confront mild mannered Norman Bates and his mysterious invalid mother.
The Eyes of My Mother (2016)
After seeing the trailer I entered into a small media embargo. It’s the sort of film that deserves to be seen with a fresh mind entirely, and not unlike Sun Choke and Goodnight Mommy, it’s not an easy film to describe. Not only because it’s a very personal film that your own thoughts on life, loneliness and madness will shape – it’s also a very simple film as well. The summary could be one sentence. What words you used would determine the effectiveness of that summary, however, and The Eyes of My Mother is an example of using those perfect words. Not one scene is filler. Not one shot is without substance. Not one word is wasted. Yes, it’s a beautiful film about a terrible world and being safely trapped between those two words ‘beautiful’ and ‘terrible’ is somehow the best place to be.
The first place I turned for any analysis or plain discussion was BindTortureKast – listen to episode 153 where they cover The Eyes of My Mother and talk horror till the cows come home. And get decapitated. And then have their eyeballs cut out by psychotic little girls.
This will be showing at The Mayfair Theatre, so Ottawa people really luck out!