My Favorite Movies

David Lynch's pièce de résistance. A few of his other films come close but nothing can or probably will knock this film from it's high standing. It's an erotic thriller murder mystery that's told in a way that only David Lynch and his warped genius can. Hearing the songs 'Blue Velvet' or 'In Dreams' gives them a whole new meaning now.

The DVD cover is rather boring and unassuming but don't let that be a factor in whether or not you see it because this is easily the best horror/comedy of the year, not to mention one of the years best overall. The film, about domesticating zombies in a fifties style world, is simply genius and the most original I've seen in a long time. The makers expertly and evenly handle black humor, sentimentality and satire quite well without ever going overboard. Oh and there is of course a few choice splattery moments too. This is must see stuff.

The inspiration for Slither. This film is a clever tongue-in-cheek throwback to movies of the 50's with a pinch of the zombie genre thrown in. Dekker, who also directed Monster Squad, pays tribute to just about everyone in the horror genre by naming characters, buildings and pets after them. The school is Corman University, the main characters are Chris Romero, James Carpenter Hooper and Cynthia Croneneberg and a cat is named Gordon (as in Stuart) and that's just to name a few. This is a truly wild and bloody good time.

Never was big on anthologies but this one works and how! Romero and King shine in this loving, gory and blackly humorous tribute to EC comics and the like. "Just tell it to call ya Billie!"

I love everything about this movie: the creepy foghorn blowing, the equally creepy score, the scene when the salt water comes in contact with the tape player and starts playing a low (creepy) voice of Blake, the diary which if you feeze it as Malone is flipping through the pages gives a rather raunchy description of some woman, JC's brief role, the really bad elevator music that Stevie Wayne's radio station plays, Blake and his (yes, creepy) crew, the in-jokes of peoples names, Jamie Lee Curtis, Adrienne Barbeau, Hal Holbrook, Darwin Joston, George "There ain't no fog bank out there" Flowers and Tom Freakin' Atkins. Amen.

Part horror movie, part thriller and part historical film mixed with some very black humor and the American-Indian legend of the Wendigo to boot, makes for a strange but highly enjoyable cannibalistic romp through the Mid-1800's. It takes its time to get going but once it does it hardly ever lets up. Top-notch performances by Guy Pearce and Robert Carlyle plus a wonderful and memorable score.

Simply the best, creepiest of all ghost tales told. It scared me when I was a kid and it still can give me chill bumps now. The sequels decline rapidly.

Wes Craven's shining moment in an otherwise mediocre film career.