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Runstedler’s DVD Pick of the Month: The Clovehitch Killer
Duncan Skiles’ 2018 “killer thriller” The Clovehitch Killer is a real pearl on Netflix, a fantastic find that was recommended via one of Stephen King’s Tweets (he also gave it a glowing review). It’s based on the crimes of the … Continue reading
Review: Stranger Things 2 (Episode 1)
Forgive me legions of 80’s leg-warmer enthusiasts for I have committed cardinal sins of my generation. I never swayed to the Truffle Shuffle. I never shouted “Goonies for Life.” I never sought a treasure hunt with a deformed behemoth. As … Continue reading
Review: Lemony Snicket’s A Series of Unfortunate Events (Season 1, Episode 1)
I, for one, was a casual fan of the film adaptation of the same name. Jim Carrey was capably madcap to be a chameleon thespian and the yarn was suitably morose and devilishly dark. The TV series aim to correct … Continue reading
Runstedler’s DVD Pick of the Month: Into the Inferno
Werner Herzog’s latest 2016 documentary Into the Inferno is a fiery delight. It comes nearly in tandem with his also excellent Lo and Behold! Reveries of a Connected World, which is about the wonders and horrors of Internet culture in our growing technological … Continue reading
Review: Daredevil (Season 2, Episodes 1-4)
Last year’s debut of Netflix’s Daredevil deflated me considerably. I thought there were too many pulled punches in terms of choreography, it focused too heavily on the law firm and Daredevil was a dull central character. Between Daredevil and Jessica … Continue reading
Review: Jessica Jones (Season 1, Episode 1)
I wasn’t an outspoken fan of Daredevil‘s first season so why would I dip another toe into the Marvel Television universe’s pond? Simply put, a female protagonist and film noir. Sure, they dabbled in Age of Ultron with flashbacks to … Continue reading
Wet Hot American Summer: First Day of Camp Review
Please forgive me Lord for I have committed a mortal peccadillo. For my transgression, I’ve repented and said ten “hail marys”. My sin, for which I am eternally condemned, was that I had never seen the cult classic Wet Hot American … Continue reading