How the fuck we got to where we started?
disregard pretty much most reviews of mine from 2015-2017, i was merely a babe
probably moreso that the past couple ones we have watched were total wet noodles, but LUNCH MEAT comes out looking pretty good!
sure, it may not be quite as off kilter as some of the SOV* classics, but as a hazy sun baked poorly burned DVD of a backwoods slasher its fun! its about 40% making fun of rednecks, 40% incomprehensible forest footchases, and 20% slipshod gore. quite a bit of fun if you have the patience for this kinda thing
*not even sure if this is actually shot on video but close enough right?
self-awakening - june, the beginning of summer. steamy and wrapped in humidity. everything in this film is wet ~~~ the streets, the windows, the people, their skin ~~~ dangerously erotic, but not pornographic. very little nudity or explicit sexual acts. no, the sensory pleasure is seen entirely in their faces, those agape mouths and twisted expressions of pure joy (and humiliation, sweet humiliation) ~~~ seeing those faces they make and understanding what they need.
repeated throughout the film are shots…
(This movie definitely has a huge audience. I am not it.)
The perfect movie for Deadpool shirt-wearing, Rick and Morty quoting, all-night gaming, Hot Topic shopping, Mountain Dew chugging, reddit commenting, 30 year old virgin Nice Guys ™ who immediately send friend requests to female gamers when they encounter them and then go to wonder why girls never like Nice Guys™ like them. It's a movie for the gatekeepers, the guys who scoff at people whenever they misquote a Star…