<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498801864887426277</id><updated>2011-07-07T17:41:23.975-04:00</updated><category term='Slashers'/><category term='Ghosts/Zombies'/><category term='Monsters'/><title type='text'>Well, This is New England</title><subtitle type='html'>A blog based on reviewing horror films with a concentration on movies from the 1970s and 1980s.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498801864887426277/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Quick Links</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335051861041915162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498801864887426277.post-7975090552504562115</id><published>2009-12-05T13:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T13:32:55.115-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slashers'/><title type='text'>Silent Scream (1980)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SxqiMmFoXpI/AAAAAAAAAGc/3clp0vNcZio/s1600-h/silentscream_poster02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SxqiMmFoXpI/AAAAAAAAAGc/3clp0vNcZio/s320/silentscream_poster02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411816239505366674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Director: Denny Harris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A theme that I have covered in previous reviews is the glut of horror movies finally coming to DVD in 2009. This theme continues with 1980's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Silent Scream&lt;/span&gt;, which was released on DVD for the first time in November of this year. Much like the other movies, you have to ask yourself "why has it taken so long?" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Silent Scream&lt;/span&gt; is low on the body count and gore, but more than makes up for that with its atmosphere. This film has some of the same feel as 1974's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Black Christmas&lt;/span&gt;, the genre staple &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Psycho&lt;/span&gt;, and a little hint of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dario Argento&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/Sxql9J7C7EI/AAAAAAAAAGk/9h-SEQJST00/s1600-h/barbarasteele10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/Sxql9J7C7EI/AAAAAAAAAGk/9h-SEQJST00/s320/barbarasteele10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411820372293250114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silent Scream&lt;/span&gt; revolves around a group of four young college students who move into a boarding house right along the beach. The house is beautiful and the price is right, but there is still something off about the owners of the house. The head of the household is an elderly woman who is often neither seen nor heard and her teenage son who himself is quite odd and socially maladjusted. There is an eerie presence in the house and makes the viewer wonder if there are actually more people in the house than the owners initially let on. Once the first body turns up, the police get involved and attempt to solve the case by looking into the past of the family who owns the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Silent Scream&lt;/span&gt; is hardly one of the bloodiest entries in the slasher genre, especially during the first wave. This is perhaps why it has become so forgotten. However, it is so effectively shot and creates such an eerie and tense atmosphere, that gore and a high body count is not needed. As per slasher rules, there is some &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bautti Factor&lt;/span&gt; and an appearance by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"That Guy"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cameron Mitchell&lt;/span&gt; who plays &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lieutenant Sandy McGiver&lt;/span&gt;. Mitchell has been in quite a few horror movies such as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mario Bava's "Blood and Black Lace"&lt;/span&gt; and 1978's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The Toolbox Murders."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Silent Scream&lt;/span&gt; is a unique entry into the slasher genre and with its amalgamation of influences and feel (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Psycho&lt;/span&gt;, etc.) makes it a movie that has to be seen for fans of the slasher genre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body Count: 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating: 4/5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trailer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gKRp1FXQSgc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gKRp1FXQSgc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498801864887426277-7975090552504562115?l=wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/feeds/7975090552504562115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/2009/12/silent-scream-1980.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498801864887426277/posts/default/7975090552504562115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498801864887426277/posts/default/7975090552504562115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/2009/12/silent-scream-1980.html' title='Silent Scream (1980)'/><author><name>Quick Links</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335051861041915162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SxqiMmFoXpI/AAAAAAAAAGc/3clp0vNcZio/s72-c/silentscream_poster02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498801864887426277.post-4633957284320319929</id><published>2009-12-01T17:25:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T17:53:17.514-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ghosts/Zombies'/><title type='text'>Ghost Town (1988)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SxWYXi2-IgI/AAAAAAAAAGM/C5J1M0OANsA/s1600/ghost+town+poster+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SxWYXi2-IgI/AAAAAAAAAGM/C5J1M0OANsA/s320/ghost+town+poster+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410398057617302018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Director: Richard Governor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1988s &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ghost Town&lt;/span&gt; is obscure in more ways than one. First and foremost, it is one of the few movies to mix the horror and western genres. Secondly, it is not available on DVD. If you want to see this one you have three options: spend way too much cash on a used VHS copy on eBay, buy a bootleg DVD, or try to find a torrent. It is a shame that this one is so forgotten, because it is a pretty interesting and solid entry into the realm of horror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plot is about what you would expect, a woman goes missing on a desert road and the local sheriff is in charge of finding her. What &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sheriff Langley (Franc Luz)&lt;/span&gt; does not know however, is that a band of undead outlaws have taken her to a ghost town. Upon arriving in the ghost town, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sheriff Langley&lt;/span&gt; is approached by the corpse of the town's previous sheriff who tells him that he has chosen &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Langley&lt;/span&gt; to vanquish the evil outlaw Devlin &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Jimmie F. Skaggs)&lt;/span&gt;. Throughout his visit in the ghost town, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Langley&lt;/span&gt; comes across the regulars of western cinema: a blacksmith, a card dealer, and an attractive bar maiden. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sheriff Langley&lt;/span&gt; eventually finds out that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Devlin&lt;/span&gt; has in fact kidnapped the women he is looking for and he must defeat him, not only to save her, but to also allow the town to rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SxWcIFUWH5I/AAAAAAAAAGU/DUnjVScK6L8/s1600/ghosttown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SxWcIFUWH5I/AAAAAAAAAGU/DUnjVScK6L8/s320/ghosttown.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410402190035918738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ghost Town&lt;/span&gt; is pretty much that of the standard western, with the twist being that all of the town's inhabitants are ghosts. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Devlin&lt;/span&gt; is a slight exception to this rule. In addition to being a ghost, he is actually shown as a rotting corpse, almost as if he were a zombie, while the rest of the townspeople appear as normal humans. The first half of the film is more interesting as you follow &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sheriff Langley&lt;/span&gt; through the ghost town. A lot of scenes are shot in slow motion and creates a sort of dreamlike quality. The second half plays out like one would expect with gun fights and a final showdown between the two main characters. The special effects are nothing to write home about and there is very little gore, but this aside the movie still works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is pretty low-budget and features no recognizable faces, but in the end accomplishes what it set out to. It is not a classic, but certainly not the bottom of the barrel. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ghost Town&lt;/span&gt; is worth checking out if you can come across it easily, if not for anything other than its unique crossover plot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating: 3/5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trailer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.fancast.com/movies/Ghost-Town/1043/614364517/Ghost-Town/embed?skipTo=0" width="420" frameborder="0" height="382" scrolling="no"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498801864887426277-4633957284320319929?l=wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/feeds/4633957284320319929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/2009/12/ghost-town-1988.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498801864887426277/posts/default/4633957284320319929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498801864887426277/posts/default/4633957284320319929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/2009/12/ghost-town-1988.html' title='Ghost Town (1988)'/><author><name>Quick Links</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335051861041915162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SxWYXi2-IgI/AAAAAAAAAGM/C5J1M0OANsA/s72-c/ghost+town+poster+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498801864887426277.post-1507501734682344046</id><published>2009-11-19T17:25:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T19:03:20.408-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monsters'/><title type='text'>Brain Damage (1988)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SwXTs4JRliI/AAAAAAAAAF0/LX-h9Xl5dYg/s1600/braind+poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SwXTs4JRliI/AAAAAAAAAF0/LX-h9Xl5dYg/s320/braind+poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405959695667140130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Director: Frank Henenlotter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Director &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Frank Henenlotter&lt;/span&gt; is mostly known for his ultra low-budget, b-movie staple &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Basket Case&lt;/span&gt; and its following sequels. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Henenlotter&lt;/span&gt; would follow up the first &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Basket Case&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brain Damage&lt;/span&gt;, which is not too different from the plot of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Basket Case&lt;/span&gt;. Both movies feature a person that has a relationship with a deformed creature. In &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Basket Case&lt;/span&gt;, the creature is the deformed Siamese Twin of the main character. However, in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brain Damage&lt;/span&gt; this creature is simply that, a creature who goes by the name of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aylmer&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SwXXiCQxBuI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Q1hPuFaU6Ig/s1600/brain+damage+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SwXXiCQxBuI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Q1hPuFaU6Ig/s320/brain+damage+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405963907450865378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brain Damage&lt;/span&gt; is an odd film, but never hard to follow. A slug-like creature named &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aylmer&lt;/span&gt; attaches itself to people and in turn causes them to trip balls. In return for this euphoria, the human host must provide &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aylmer&lt;/span&gt; with food in order to survive and of course that substance is brains. In the beginning of the movie, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aylmer&lt;/span&gt; escapes from an elderly couple that are his hosts and ends up probing the neck of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brian&lt;/span&gt; (played by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rick Hearst&lt;/span&gt;). Once &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aylmer&lt;/span&gt; induces his psychotropic effects on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brian&lt;/span&gt;, he cannot get enough. This new addiction causes &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brian&lt;/span&gt; to alienate himself from his brother who is his roommate and his girlfriend. All &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brian&lt;/span&gt; wants to do is get loaded off of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aylmer&lt;/span&gt; and walk around enjoying the new sights and sounds. Of course, this leads to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aylmer&lt;/span&gt; needing to feed and the bodies begin to pile up and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brian&lt;/span&gt; is totally unaware of this. At the same time, the elderly couple &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aylmer&lt;/span&gt; escaped from attempts to get him back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SwXXn7IgysI/AAAAAAAAAGE/PGwmZz8g-YE/s1600/braindamage-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 169px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SwXXn7IgysI/AAAAAAAAAGE/PGwmZz8g-YE/s320/braindamage-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405964008616413890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is about all there is to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brain Damage&lt;/span&gt;. While  it is certainly bizarre, there is not much to the plot and never becomes convoluted. The special effects scream 1980s and is filled with some excellent stop-motion animation and puppets when it comes to the scenes involving &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aylmer&lt;/span&gt;. As for the character of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aylmer&lt;/span&gt;, he's a pretty suave little creature that sounds similar to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Frank Sinatra&lt;/span&gt; mixed with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Art Carney&lt;/span&gt;. Add in some pretty interesting kills (one involves fellatio) and some &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bautti Factor&lt;/span&gt;, you're left with a pretty solid b-movie. If you enjoyed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Basket Case&lt;/span&gt;, you should appreciate &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brain Damage&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating: 3/5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trailer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/u-NfVYDgW4c&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/u-NfVYDgW4c&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498801864887426277-1507501734682344046?l=wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/feeds/1507501734682344046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/2009/11/brain-damage-1988.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498801864887426277/posts/default/1507501734682344046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498801864887426277/posts/default/1507501734682344046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/2009/11/brain-damage-1988.html' title='Brain Damage (1988)'/><author><name>Quick Links</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335051861041915162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SwXTs4JRliI/AAAAAAAAAF0/LX-h9Xl5dYg/s72-c/braind+poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498801864887426277.post-2210057760482113112</id><published>2009-11-14T15:16:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T15:49:28.175-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hardware (1990)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/Sv8Rg-biV-I/AAAAAAAAAFc/azyaSF0wh1o/s1600-h/hardware+poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 295px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/Sv8Rg-biV-I/AAAAAAAAAFc/azyaSF0wh1o/s320/hardware+poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404057336079865826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Director: Richard Stanley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fall has seen a surplus of long overdue DVD releases for many horror movies such as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Stepfather&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Night of the Creeps&lt;/span&gt;, and later this month &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The House on Sorority Row&lt;/span&gt;. This is how I first learned about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hardware&lt;/span&gt;. On various horror movie news websites I had begun to see write ups dealing with the recently released, two-disc DVD. This intrigued me and once it was made available on DVD, I had to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/Sv8WDN6UFGI/AAAAAAAAAFk/u77BHDvutm0/s1600-h/rover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/Sv8WDN6UFGI/AAAAAAAAAFk/u77BHDvutm0/s320/rover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404062322397549666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hardware&lt;/span&gt; is directed by a first time director (at the time) South African born, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Richard Stanley&lt;/span&gt;. After watching &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hardware, Stanley&lt;/span&gt; is the biggest reason for the film's effectiveness. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hardware &lt;/span&gt;falls into the branch of Sci-Fi that has horror undertones. Think &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alien&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Event Horizon&lt;/span&gt;. The plot begins with a wandering scavenger making his way through the desert in a post-apocalyptic world. Out in this desert he finds the remains of a robot. The scavenger then takes these pieces of metal into the city to sell for scrap. At a scrapyard, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mo &lt;/span&gt;(played by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dylan McDermott&lt;/span&gt;) purchases the robot's head to give to his sculptor girlfriend as a gift. Little does he know that this skull is the remains of a  population control droid, the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mark 13&lt;/span&gt;. The droid eventually reassembles itself and from there the movie takes off, attacking &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mo's&lt;/span&gt; girlfriend and all who come in contact with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hardware&lt;/span&gt; is not the most original movie ever made nor is it filled to the brim with plot and dialog. However, the story is interesting enough and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Richard Stanley's&lt;/span&gt; direction takes center stage. The lighting in this movie is beyond fabulous and is like a darker &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Suspiria&lt;/span&gt;. Part of what makes &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hardware&lt;/span&gt; so effective is that it is very interesting to look at and this helps the film move at a blinding pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/Sv8WKVmdJjI/AAAAAAAAAFs/o2MkmBUnFa4/s1600-h/mark+13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/Sv8WKVmdJjI/AAAAAAAAAFs/o2MkmBUnFa4/s320/mark+13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404062444720825906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from the interesting look and feel of the movie, the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mark 13&lt;/span&gt; droid steals the show. While not the most impressive looking robot ever put on the big screen, it truly makes its presence felt and feared. The kills in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hardware&lt;/span&gt; are not overly abundant, but they are truly excellent in execution. The gore is well done and the deaths provide some legitimate "oh shit" moments. There is also an interesting subplot that focuses on a sleazy neighbor that lusts over and spies on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mo's&lt;/span&gt; girlfriend. The sleazeball neighbor is played by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"That Guy" William Hootkins&lt;/span&gt; better known as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Red Six&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Star Wars.&lt;/span&gt; In addition to a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"That Guy"&lt;/span&gt; there is some &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bautti Factor&lt;/span&gt; thrown in as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hardware&lt;/span&gt; is an incredibly effective Sci-Fi/Horror hybrid that I would highly recommend. However, upon looking at the big name movie websites (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IMDB, Rotten Tomatoes, &lt;/span&gt;etc.) it seems that this movie is of the love it or hate it type. If you're looking for an interesting movie and are not one to care about a film's budget, this is certainly worth checking out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating: 4/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trailer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wyY_iX9UCE8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wyY_iX9UCE8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498801864887426277-2210057760482113112?l=wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/feeds/2210057760482113112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/2009/11/hardware-1990.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498801864887426277/posts/default/2210057760482113112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498801864887426277/posts/default/2210057760482113112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/2009/11/hardware-1990.html' title='Hardware (1990)'/><author><name>Quick Links</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335051861041915162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/Sv8Rg-biV-I/AAAAAAAAAFc/azyaSF0wh1o/s72-c/hardware+poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498801864887426277.post-9056446839686046159</id><published>2009-11-11T12:08:00.020-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T14:26:29.620-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Slashers'/><title type='text'>Slumber Party Massacre (1982)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/Svr2mWjgevI/AAAAAAAAAFM/IejIDsSRx6w/s1600-h/slumber_party_massacre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/Svr2mWjgevI/AAAAAAAAAFM/IejIDsSRx6w/s320/slumber_party_massacre.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402901841734302450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Director: Amy Holden Jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Slumber Party Massacre &lt;/span&gt;came out during the first wave of the slasher film, which was a time when everyone had seen how successful &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Halloween&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday the 13th&lt;/span&gt; were and wanted a piece of the action. This was because the sole idea was that slashers were a cheap way of making money. The more and more these films were released, the more conservative and christian groups began to speak out against them. These films were classified as being perverse, sickeningly violent, and sexist. That is precisely where &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Slumber Party Massacre&lt;/span&gt; comes into play. This movie was penned by famed feminist writer &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rita Mae Brown&lt;/span&gt;  and directed by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amy Holden Jones&lt;/span&gt; who also agreed with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brown's&lt;/span&gt; ideology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/Svr1t-WTu1I/AAAAAAAAAE0/PeagiPRdMUU/s1600-h/slumber+fridge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 178px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/Svr1t-WTu1I/AAAAAAAAAE0/PeagiPRdMUU/s320/slumber+fridge.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402900873163815762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Slumber Party Massacre&lt;/span&gt; is standard slasher fare, even with the interesting cast of characters involved in its creation. The plot revolves around a girl having a "girls only" sleepover at her house because her parents are out of town. Unfortunately for them, this party will take place as escaped mass murderer &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Russ Thorn&lt;/span&gt; is out and about in their town. As the slumber party is in progress, people begin to be killed one-by-one. There is also a subplot that involves a girl who was invited, but did not want to go who spends the night hanging out with her sister. The two spend the night wondering what is happening at the party house. The highlight of this plot is when the younger sister borrows the older's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Playgirl&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sylvester Stallone&lt;/span&gt; on the cover. In the end, this subplot will bore you to tears and even the slumber party itself is not that interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/Svr11YFPsZI/AAAAAAAAAE8/rao1UOgPV4w/s1600-h/slumber+killer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 178px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/Svr11YFPsZI/AAAAAAAAAE8/rao1UOgPV4w/s320/slumber+killer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402901000330654098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is clear from the get go that the goal of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brown's&lt;/span&gt; script is to make this film either ironic or simply comedic due to her background. This is made plain as day with the killer's choice of a weapon, a long drill. It is rather obvious that the drill is supposed to represent the killer's member and there are scenes in the movie (theatrical poster included) that support this claim. As far as the irony and comedy goes, it falls flat. I'm sure &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brown&lt;/span&gt; thought her script was clever with its ample nudity and murder of young girls. The fact is, it is not. At its best it is ironic and more than anything is typical of the slasher genre. In the end, the attempted goal fails and is truly nothing beyond the ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/Svr2KqSjmaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/MneI3vwlQeg/s1600-h/pizza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 178px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/Svr2KqSjmaI/AAAAAAAAAFE/MneI3vwlQeg/s320/pizza.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402901365995575714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kills are rather pedestrian as well. With a particularly brutal murder weapon, one would expect interesting and gore-filled kills, this is not the case. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Russ Thorn&lt;/span&gt; provides one of the more boring slasher villains as a guy with jeans and a jean jacket on. At the end of the day he's just some guy, which maybe they were going for. Must like the ironic plot, it does not work. At the very least, they should have at least given him a bad ass Motley Crue back patch. The worst aspect of the movie is the sheer overload of "fake" and "jump" scares. Way too often is a scare based around the horror cliches of a jumping cat or a friendly character sneaking up on someone. All issues aside, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Slumber Party Massacre&lt;/span&gt; is a decent enough slasher, just nothing that you have not seen before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Body Count: 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: 2.5/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trailer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;(warning, there is some nudity)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s0nia43KQjo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s0nia43KQjo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498801864887426277-9056446839686046159?l=wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/feeds/9056446839686046159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/2009/11/slumber-party-massacre-1982.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498801864887426277/posts/default/9056446839686046159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498801864887426277/posts/default/9056446839686046159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/2009/11/slumber-party-massacre-1982.html' title='Slumber Party Massacre (1982)'/><author><name>Quick Links</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335051861041915162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/Svr2mWjgevI/AAAAAAAAAFM/IejIDsSRx6w/s72-c/slumber_party_massacre.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498801864887426277.post-7096662388043665198</id><published>2009-11-08T22:01:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T22:33:09.762-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock 'N Roll Nightmare AKA The Edge of Hell (1987)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SveITYTbdNI/AAAAAAAAAEM/NTVN3X-XCZ8/s1600-h/thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SveITYTbdNI/AAAAAAAAAEM/NTVN3X-XCZ8/s320/thumb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401936144577033426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Director: John Fasano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rock 'N Roll Nightmare&lt;/span&gt;. Jesus, where do I begin? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rock 'N Roll Nightmare&lt;/span&gt; is a straight to video horror film from 1987 that focuses on a haunted house and a band called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Triton&lt;/span&gt; that rents it out to record and rehearse. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Triton&lt;/span&gt; is lead by one of the most ass kicking front men ever, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John Triton&lt;/span&gt; (played by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John Mikl Thor&lt;/span&gt;, singer of the proto-power metal band &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thor&lt;/span&gt;). I don't even know if I'm being sarcastic about him being one of the best front men ever. All I know is that he has long locks of blond hair and muscles to boot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SveK5XBsBFI/AAAAAAAAAEU/qJRXrSEjQ80/s1600-h/rocknrollnightmare-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 176px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SveK5XBsBFI/AAAAAAAAAEU/qJRXrSEjQ80/s320/rocknrollnightmare-7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401938996092470354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house's previous tenants disappeared after a skeleton came out of the oven and killed them. Seriously. As &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Triton&lt;/span&gt; moves in and begins to rock, out come the monsters. The first thing you have to talk about is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Triton&lt;/span&gt; themselves. With such hits as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Energy"&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"We Live to Rock"&lt;/span&gt; they make &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ratt&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dokken&lt;/span&gt; seem like high art. You know this is the 1980s because &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Triton's&lt;/span&gt; bassist is using one of those stupid head-less basses. Slowly, but surely the monsters in the house get each band member and their entourage one by one. After being attacked by the monsters, each person becomes one. As far as the monsters go, they are either people in costumes or these odd puppets that look like penises with eyes and mouths. At the end of the film, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John Triton&lt;/span&gt; fights off a puppet demon who is supposed to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Satan&lt;/span&gt; while wearing a cod piece and nothing else. He wrestles with it for seemingly twenty minutes and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BAM&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Satan&lt;/span&gt; is defeated. I realize this is a spoiler, but you have no need to ever see this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SveK_nClJ9I/AAAAAAAAAEc/HlakWiNuJRg/s1600-h/rocknrollnightmare-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 176px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SveK_nClJ9I/AAAAAAAAAEc/HlakWiNuJRg/s320/rocknrollnightmare-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401939103470397394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock 'N Roll Nightmare&lt;/span&gt; is a time capsule and nothing else. It is truly awful in the worst ways, but yet is strangely entertaining. I cannot help but feel if I saw this as a five year old I would think &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John Triton&lt;/span&gt; was the coolest dude ever because I loved hair bands and thought those in said bands were awesome. As an adult, not so much. This is one of the worst movies ever, but at the same time I highly recommend it as a group movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SveLmaBkjhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/kFv-DoLri9M/s1600-h/rrnmedley1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SveLmaBkjhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/kFv-DoLri9M/s320/rrnmedley1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401939769991400978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rating: 2/5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of the trailer, I'm providing a link to the classic &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Triton&lt;/span&gt; hit &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"We Live to Rock"&lt;/span&gt; so much better than a trailer ever could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="272"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/xq6pq&amp;amp;related=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/xq6pq&amp;amp;related=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="480" height="272"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/xq6pq_rock-n-roll-nightmare-we-liveto-roc_music"&gt;Rock N Roll Nightmare (We LiveTo Rock)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/mrdantefontana"&gt;mrdantefontana&lt;/a&gt;. - &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/us/channel/music"&gt;Explore more music videos.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498801864887426277-7096662388043665198?l=wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/feeds/7096662388043665198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/2009/11/rock-n-roll-nightmare-aka-edge-of-hell.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498801864887426277/posts/default/7096662388043665198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498801864887426277/posts/default/7096662388043665198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/2009/11/rock-n-roll-nightmare-aka-edge-of-hell.html' title='Rock &apos;N Roll Nightmare AKA The Edge of Hell (1987)'/><author><name>Quick Links</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335051861041915162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SveITYTbdNI/AAAAAAAAAEM/NTVN3X-XCZ8/s72-c/thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498801864887426277.post-7357152068369954460</id><published>2009-11-06T16:40:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T17:25:01.152-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 Horror Movies of the 2000s Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4. Eden Lake (2008)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SvSYXKZWmkI/AAAAAAAAADs/rMzdCxKCJwc/s1600-h/EdenLake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SvSYXKZWmkI/AAAAAAAAADs/rMzdCxKCJwc/s320/EdenLake.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401109376819173954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eden Lake&lt;/span&gt; is the story of a couple who want to spend a weekend at the titular lake. Once they arrive, they come across a group of young, limey brats and the fun starts from there. Once this one picks up, it does not slow down. There's a Lord of the Flies element at play here that works particularly well. The ending seems to be a love/hate kind of thing, but I feel it worked perfectly and was well rooted in reality. Top notch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bnrr73pNnfU"&gt;Trailer&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3. Blood Night: The Legend of Mary Hatchet (2009)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SvSaDadAfyI/AAAAAAAAAD0/RzjAne4p3tU/s1600-h/BloodNightTheLegendofMaryHatchetlocandina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SvSaDadAfyI/AAAAAAAAAD0/RzjAne4p3tU/s320/BloodNightTheLegendofMaryHatchetlocandina.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401111236555341602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many horror films released this past decade are often referred to as being a throwback to the glory days of the slasher. However, most of the time these films are not even close to replicating that. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Blood Night: The Legend of Mary Hatchet&lt;/span&gt; is the closest thing to a retro slasher in the 21st Century. It is filled with creative kills, tons of disposable characters, references to older films, tons of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bautti Factor&lt;/span&gt; and first and foremost is fun. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bill Mosely&lt;/span&gt; steals the show in this one. Well worth tracking down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b4jcoQ7G-Vg"&gt;Trailer&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2. Behind the Mask: The Rise of Leslie Vernon (2006)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SvSbr2zBsBI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Fs0h2FwzDZM/s1600-h/behind_the_mask_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SvSbr2zBsBI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Fs0h2FwzDZM/s320/behind_the_mask_01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401113030870282258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Behind the Mask: The Rise of Leslie Vernon&lt;/span&gt; is simply one of the most clever horror films ever made. Initially it is shot as a documentary of a young, up, and coming serial killer named &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Leslie Vernon&lt;/span&gt;. This one is by the fans for the fans. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Behind the Mask&lt;/span&gt; is filled with many inside jokes and features numerous cameos by famous actors in the genre. As clever as this one is, it is as equally effective as a slasher film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t432rePirH8"&gt;Trailer&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1. Shaun of the Dead (2004)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SvSevVCQmwI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Jj5yJGu4qi0/s1600-h/255px-Shaun-of-the-Dead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SvSevVCQmwI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Jj5yJGu4qi0/s320/255px-Shaun-of-the-Dead.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401116389061729026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, some people might say that &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Shaun of the Dead&lt;/span&gt; is not a horror movie. In my opinion, it is a zombie movie first and comedy second. It's not like &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Zombieland&lt;/span&gt; (which is excellent) which feels more like a comedy that happens to have zombies. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Shaun of the Dead &lt;/span&gt;works in much of the same ways &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Behind the Mask&lt;/span&gt; does, tons of inside jokes and numerous laugh out loud moments. Also like &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Behind the Mask&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Shaun of the Dead&lt;/span&gt; works incredibly well as a zombie film and the last 20 or so minutes attest to this fact. The fact of the matter is, everyone should see this movie it is a true modern classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yfDUv3ZjH2k"&gt;Trailer&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's that. Any thoughts? Did I miss anything?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498801864887426277-7357152068369954460?l=wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/feeds/7357152068369954460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/2009/11/top-10-horror-movies-of-2000s-part-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498801864887426277/posts/default/7357152068369954460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498801864887426277/posts/default/7357152068369954460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/2009/11/top-10-horror-movies-of-2000s-part-ii.html' title='Top 10 Horror Movies of the 2000s Part II'/><author><name>Quick Links</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335051861041915162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SvSYXKZWmkI/AAAAAAAAADs/rMzdCxKCJwc/s72-c/EdenLake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498801864887426277.post-2555829486759398167</id><published>2009-11-05T19:50:00.022-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T20:41:02.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 10 Horror Movies of the 2000s Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;First and foremost this list will not contain any remakes. Seeing as how they have previous source material to work with and more often than not are garbage, they do not apply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Honorable Mentions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High Tension (2003)&lt;br /&gt;30 Days of Night (2007)&lt;br /&gt;The Mist (2007)&lt;br /&gt;Drag Me to Hell (2009)&lt;br /&gt;The Descent (2005)&lt;br /&gt;Wolf Creek (2005)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. Trick 'r Treat (2008)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SvN07ALIr8I/AAAAAAAAAC8/e0l7fVekiLI/s1600-h/TrickRTreatMoviePoster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SvN07ALIr8I/AAAAAAAAAC8/e0l7fVekiLI/s320/TrickRTreatMoviePoster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400788935155167170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trick 'r Treat&lt;/span&gt; has certainly become the most hyped horror movie of 2009 (sans &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paranormal Activity&lt;/span&gt;), this one is actually quite good. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Trick 'r Treat&lt;/span&gt; is a horror anthology, but not in the style of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Creepshow&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tales From the Crypt&lt;/span&gt;. It is in fact, told in a manner a lot closer to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pulp Fiction&lt;/span&gt; than &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Creepshow&lt;/span&gt;. Many have said this is the best horror movie in the past twenty years, this is complete bullshit. While it is beautifully shot and truly captures the feeling of autumn and Halloween, the fact is some of the tales fall flat. I could also imagine that if this movie had received a theatrical release, the character of Sam would be adorned by all fat ass Hot Topic mall goths. Good movie? Yes. Worth the hype? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0jh0DwJZjz8&amp;feature=fvst"&gt;Trailer&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. Let the Right One In (2008)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SvN2OcA607I/AAAAAAAAADE/_G1zAm-3Kr8/s1600-h/let_the_right_one_in_medium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SvN2OcA607I/AAAAAAAAADE/_G1zAm-3Kr8/s320/let_the_right_one_in_medium.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400790368557650866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Let the Right One In&lt;/span&gt; is a Swedish movie about a little boy and his vampire neighbor who is a girl about his age. This one gets by solely on atmosphere and is not incredibly bloody. If anything it is more of a love story than a horror film. That aside, this one is truly brilliant and one that should even please people who are not fans of the horror genre. As far as being a movie goes, this one is a classic. More of a true film than a genre picture. I cannot wait to see how much of a piece of shit the upcoming American remake will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sZJUgsZ56vQ"&gt;Trailer&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. Martyrs (2008)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SvN3Jp_NysI/AAAAAAAAADM/vXdO0eFPUy0/s1600-h/martyrs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SvN3Jp_NysI/AAAAAAAAADM/vXdO0eFPUy0/s320/martyrs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400791385920883394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Martyrs&lt;/span&gt; is a French film and one that will definitely stay with you days after you have watched it. It is incredibly brutal, but yet is more effective than nonsensical torture porn like &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hostel&lt;/span&gt;. The plot revolves around a girl who was tortured as a child by a secret society of sorts and escapes. That's about all I want to say about it. The plot is not high art, but a lot more interesting than it initially gives on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZNM9kKo4JNU"&gt;Trailer&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. Gutterballs (2008)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SvN3-uyPf0I/AAAAAAAAADU/rx5Evbyur_w/s1600-h/gutterballs2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 296px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SvN3-uyPf0I/AAAAAAAAADU/rx5Evbyur_w/s320/gutterballs2008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400792297741713218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=prFK81Tz7Y0"&gt;Trailer&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goddamn is this one a total sleaze fest and not to mention has one of the best promo posters of all time. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Gutterballs&lt;/span&gt; is a slasher that takes place in a bowling alley. That's it. Nothing deep here, just tons of brutal gore, over the top sex (bordering on pornographic proportions), and as many uses of the word 'fuck' as &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Big Lebowski&lt;/span&gt;. Is it depraved? For sure, but good lord is it a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. 28 Days Later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SvN5rtp47HI/AAAAAAAAADc/C-u1mlpuu3E/s1600-h/28-Days-Later-Poster-C10093382.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SvN5rtp47HI/AAAAAAAAADc/C-u1mlpuu3E/s320/28-Days-Later-Poster-C10093382.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400794170043985010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me get this out of the way right off the bat, the monsters in &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;28 Days Later&lt;/span&gt; are not zombies. No, it is not because they run, it is because zombies are dead people that are re-animated. The monsters in &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;28 Days Later&lt;/span&gt; are not dead, they have a virus. That aside, this one is a complete and total classic and easily one of the most entertaining horror films of the decade. There is not much more to say other than &lt;br /&gt;that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sBZnuUZIbBQ"&gt;Trailer&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Planet Terror (2007)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SvN6OhrFj7I/AAAAAAAAADk/UR6zFlcCrNk/s1600-h/planet_terror_360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SvN6OhrFj7I/AAAAAAAAADk/UR6zFlcCrNk/s320/planet_terror_360.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400794768123203506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you just love it when a movie gives you everything you want? That's exactly what &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Planet Terror does&lt;/span&gt;. It has over the top gore, zombie-ish creatures, humor, action, and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bruce Willis&lt;/span&gt;. It accomplishes everything it set out to do. Seeing this and the fake trailers made &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Grindhouse&lt;/span&gt; a theater experience that I will never forget. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Planet Terror&lt;/span&gt; also looks better when packaged with the infinitely shitty &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Death Proof&lt;/span&gt;. How &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tarantino&lt;/span&gt; fucked up a car chase movie with &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Kurt Russel&lt;/span&gt; is still beyond me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nBi00ZiqIv4"&gt;Trailer&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498801864887426277-2555829486759398167?l=wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/feeds/2555829486759398167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/2009/11/top-10-horror-movies-of-2000s-part-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498801864887426277/posts/default/2555829486759398167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498801864887426277/posts/default/2555829486759398167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/2009/11/top-10-horror-movies-of-2000s-part-i.html' title='Top 10 Horror Movies of the 2000s Part I'/><author><name>Quick Links</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335051861041915162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SvN07ALIr8I/AAAAAAAAAC8/e0l7fVekiLI/s72-c/TrickRTreatMoviePoster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498801864887426277.post-5678704106346326618</id><published>2009-11-04T16:44:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T17:06:20.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Faces of Death (1978)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SvH5kZmxLAI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ZuVxk_uKqFE/s1600-h/facedeath.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 203px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SvH5kZmxLAI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ZuVxk_uKqFE/s320/facedeath.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400371831938034690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Director: John Alan Schwartz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faces of Death&lt;/span&gt; is a brilliant example of what exploitation films in the 1970s were all about. The goal was to outdo the previous movies with the most shocking and absurd ideas than the last guy. 1976's &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Snuff&lt;/span&gt; tried to convince the audience that a girl had been killed on camera for real, there was only one way to outdo that movie, real death. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faces of Death&lt;/span&gt; plays out like the worst documentary you have ever seen. It has a stunningly low budget and the narrator is about as exciting as the worst substitute teacher you have ever encountered. There are various scenes of death and carnage, most of which are either faked or stock footage. The faked scenes are incredibly cheesy and can provide a good laugh. One of the most famous scenes in the movie involves a group of people eating monkey brains. This scene is particularly cheesy and unconvincing. The monkey brain eating scene in Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom is more believable. Most of the real scenes of death come in the form of animal death in slaughterhouses. This of course is the hardest to swallow. The bulk of the death scenes involving humans are either fake or stock footage taken from the aftermath of crimes and natural disasters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Faces of Death&lt;/span&gt; is a milestone in exploitation film history. The use of cheap and readily available stock footage and the taboo subject matter enabled this movie to rake in money hand over fist. Is it entertaining? Mildly. It is too long for its own good and really is not anything incredibly exciting. Sure it had shock value and this still holds true today. The single greatest achievement of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Faces of Death&lt;/span&gt; is that it is a snapshot of a period in time where truly innovative and shocking films were being made and this classified the 1970s. Whether or not the content is despicable, it would be refreshing to see film makers take daring chances as they did during the exploitation era.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Rating: 2/5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498801864887426277-5678704106346326618?l=wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/feeds/5678704106346326618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/2009/11/faces-of-death-1978.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498801864887426277/posts/default/5678704106346326618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498801864887426277/posts/default/5678704106346326618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/2009/11/faces-of-death-1978.html' title='Faces of Death (1978)'/><author><name>Quick Links</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335051861041915162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SvH5kZmxLAI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ZuVxk_uKqFE/s72-c/facedeath.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498801864887426277.post-6132321265494027634</id><published>2009-11-03T21:53:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T00:54:48.454-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prom Night (1980)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SvESI_7WLLI/AAAAAAAAACc/bTFgWnKfcyE/s1600-h/prom-night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SvESI_7WLLI/AAAAAAAAACc/bTFgWnKfcyE/s320/prom-night.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400117374002539698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Director: Paul Lynch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Prom Night&lt;/span&gt;, I think of the very awesome theatrical poster, easily one of the best in horror history and the despicable remake. While the remake has the distinction of being one of the worst movies of all time, thankfully the original does not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Prom Night&lt;/span&gt; opens with a group of kids playing a twisted game of hide and seek. In the midst of the game, the group corners one of their friends and the little girl falls out of the window and dies. Immediately shitting bricks, the group decides to take an oath of secrecy. Fast forward six years and we see that the neighborhood child molester has been accused sent to jail for the crime and all is well. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jamie Lee Curtis&lt;/span&gt; in her second post-Halloween role is the main character and prom queen to be. Her father is played by &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Leslie Nielsen&lt;/span&gt; and is the school principal. It is quite odd experiencing Nielsen in a more serious role, although he is excellent in a similar role in his segment in &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Creepshow&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jamie Lee Curtis'&lt;/span&gt; character also has a brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SvEV3i4l7QI/AAAAAAAAACk/CKuWWkObx80/s1600-h/prom-night-killers-are-coming.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 191px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SvEV3i4l7QI/AAAAAAAAACk/CKuWWkObx80/s320/prom-night-killers-are-coming.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400121472195095810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the night of the prom the various girls and boys responsible for the death of the little girl receive crank phone calls inviting them to the prom. There is a subplot that involves the police looking for the escaped "killer" of Jamie Lee Curtis' sister that goes nowhere. As Prom Night arrives so do the killings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SvEWAPPlfcI/AAAAAAAAACs/tJJ550FAw0s/s1600-h/JLC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SvEWAPPlfcI/AAAAAAAAACs/tJJ550FAw0s/s320/JLC.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400121621541649858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most interesting aspect of Prom Night is that there is not a single on screen kill until an hour into the movie. Considering Prom Night runs at 90 minutes, this is rather surprising. Even more shocking is the complete lack of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bautti Factor&lt;/span&gt;. This has to be the only slasher in the 1980s not to feature boobs. The killer wears a ski-mask is dressed entirely in black and rather noticeably is the most agile killer in the early days of the slasher. He is often more than ready to run, jump, and climb to get to his victims. While most of the kills are of the standard variety, Prom Night does boast one of the most iconic and classic deaths in the history slasher genre. All in all, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Prom Night&lt;/span&gt; is a pretty solid outing for Scream Queen &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jamie Lee Curtis&lt;/span&gt; and the fact most of the action does not take place until the final half hour is not a detriment to its entertainment value. Although, as far as Jamie Lee Curtis' non-Halloween slashers are concerned, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Terror Train&lt;/span&gt; is the better movie in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Body Count: 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Rating: 3/5  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Trailer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c6Gmt7GcJhY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/c6Gmt7GcJhY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498801864887426277-6132321265494027634?l=wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/feeds/6132321265494027634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/2009/11/prom-night-1980.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498801864887426277/posts/default/6132321265494027634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498801864887426277/posts/default/6132321265494027634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/2009/11/prom-night-1980.html' title='Prom Night (1980)'/><author><name>Quick Links</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335051861041915162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SvESI_7WLLI/AAAAAAAAACc/bTFgWnKfcyE/s72-c/prom-night.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498801864887426277.post-8337944380329430334</id><published>2009-11-01T18:08:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T18:29:46.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Night of the Creeps (1986)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/Su4ZLucztfI/AAAAAAAAACU/Uxhd9of4uGU/s1600-h/o_NIGHT_OF_THE_CREEPS_AUTRE_IMAGE.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/Su4ZLucztfI/AAAAAAAAACU/Uxhd9of4uGU/s320/o_NIGHT_OF_THE_CREEPS_AUTRE_IMAGE.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399280692501919218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Director: Fred Dekker &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Director &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Fred Dekker&lt;/span&gt; is responsible for two of the greatest horror movies of all time &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Monster Squad&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Night of the Creeps&lt;/span&gt;. How this man and these movies were never elevated beyond cult status is beyond me. Even more mind numbing is how Night of the Creeps was just released on DVD for the first time last week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night of the Creeps successfully blends multiple genres of film into one. There are elements of sci-fi, zombies, slashers, cop dramas, comedies, and creature features all wrapped up into the same movie. It sounds daunting and unlikely to work, but Night of the Creeps exceeds all initial expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/Su4YtO2h19I/AAAAAAAAACE/AoZyoMdKwk4/s1600-h/night_creeps08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/Su4YtO2h19I/AAAAAAAAACE/AoZyoMdKwk4/s320/night_creeps08.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399280168623790034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The film begins in the 1950s with alien cargo landing on Earth. This cargo unleashes the "creeps" which are little slugs that jump into the mouth of the living, causing the victims to become zombies, incubate, and then explode out of the subject's head creating more creeps. After the first attack in the 1950s we fast forward to the 1980s with two buddies trying to score. In an attempt to win over a girl, the friends attempt to join a frat. In order to join, they have to find a corpse and drop it off at the steps at a rival fraternity's house. This corpse turns out to be the frozen body of the first human attacked by the creeps in the 1950s and causes all hell to break loose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/Su4Y0O5DqsI/AAAAAAAAACM/wFlhTM14Rvw/s1600-h/tom+atkins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/Su4Y0O5DqsI/AAAAAAAAACM/wFlhTM14Rvw/s320/tom+atkins.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399280288893479618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night of the Creeps features excellent acting and one of the most brilliantly written scripts in horror history. Every line is witty and you cannot wait to see what happens next. Not to mention it features the best &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"That Guy"&lt;/span&gt; of all time, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tom Atkins&lt;/span&gt;. Who is beyond excellent in his role as Detective Ray Cameron. Another point of note is one of the most pointless uses of the &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bautti Factor&lt;/span&gt; in the history of horror. This movie has it all, great lines, great kills, incredibly campy special effects, and first and foremost is fun. This film is easily a classic that must be seen by all fans of horror. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Rating: 5/5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trailer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UAQ0u4LKNmw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UAQ0u4LKNmw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498801864887426277-8337944380329430334?l=wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/feeds/8337944380329430334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/2009/11/night-of-creeps-1986.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498801864887426277/posts/default/8337944380329430334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498801864887426277/posts/default/8337944380329430334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/2009/11/night-of-creeps-1986.html' title='Night of the Creeps (1986)'/><author><name>Quick Links</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335051861041915162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/Su4ZLucztfI/AAAAAAAAACU/Uxhd9of4uGU/s72-c/o_NIGHT_OF_THE_CREEPS_AUTRE_IMAGE.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498801864887426277.post-5738856715025594548</id><published>2009-10-28T15:03:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T15:36:24.856-04:00</updated><title type='text'>976-Evil (1988)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SuiXnWgCnnI/AAAAAAAAABk/zBi94v2FTyw/s1600-h/976evil+poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SuiXnWgCnnI/AAAAAAAAABk/zBi94v2FTyw/s320/976evil+poster.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397730855714201202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Director: Robert Englund&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much like &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Video Dead&lt;/span&gt;, the plot to 976-Evil is one that could only work in the 80s. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Robert Englund's&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Freddy Krueger&lt;/span&gt;) directorial debut makes me think of two things right off the bat: that episode of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Are You Afraid of the Dark?&lt;/span&gt; about the phone police and being in elementary school and kids daring other kids to dial 1-800-SPANK-ME. The basic plot of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;976-Evil&lt;/span&gt; is that you dial the titular number for your "horrorscope." If you follow what the "horrorscope" tells you, you get your wants and desires if not, you die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/Suic79alsZI/AAAAAAAAAB0/NvdcyYp0Ye0/s1600-h/horror+scope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/Suic79alsZI/AAAAAAAAAB0/NvdcyYp0Ye0/s320/horror+scope.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397736707315839378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie follows Spike and Hoax (played by that annoying kid in Fright Night), to no surprise Spike is a tough guy and Hoax is a wiener raised by an ultra religious Mother. Spike is indebted to this gang of toughs, that is similar to the gang in &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Robocop&lt;/span&gt;, but infinitely wimpier. So Spike dials 976-Evil and wins all of his money back and Hoax dials it to get with Spike's trashy lady friend. All the while there is a PI investigated weird occurrences that have to deal with 976-Evil and is hardly exciting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SuicenInqII/AAAAAAAAABs/m8Rg3_pnwEA/s1600-h/976evil3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SuicenInqII/AAAAAAAAABs/m8Rg3_pnwEA/s320/976evil3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397736203118684290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, Hoax gets into some trouble and turns to Satan and becomes some sort of a demon spewing puns at every moment ala Freddy Krueger. 976-Evil is not a bad movie, but certainly not a good movie. It is the prime definition of average. It does nothing great and is not terrible. The few moments of gore are decent enough and the Bautti factor rears its head to make things interesting, but all in all this one is pretty pedestrian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Rating: 2.5/5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trailer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="384" height="313"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DjxqnUBV0Wc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DjxqnUBV0Wc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="384" height="313" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498801864887426277-5738856715025594548?l=wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/feeds/5738856715025594548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/2009/10/976-evil-1988.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498801864887426277/posts/default/5738856715025594548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498801864887426277/posts/default/5738856715025594548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/2009/10/976-evil-1988.html' title='976-Evil (1988)'/><author><name>Quick Links</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335051861041915162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SuiXnWgCnnI/AAAAAAAAABk/zBi94v2FTyw/s72-c/976evil+poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498801864887426277.post-1864074222786184014</id><published>2009-10-27T01:12:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T01:42:35.067-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Video Dead (1987)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SuaB7C8fl7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/hYWzIohW6eQ/s1600-h/video+dead+cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SuaB7C8fl7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/hYWzIohW6eQ/s320/video+dead+cover.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397144054852982706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Director: Robert Scott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many movies for one reason or another are not on DVD. Many horror classics such as &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Stepfather&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Phantasm II&lt;/span&gt; have finally been released on DVD after years of waiting. There are also movies that are so bad they are good and become cult classics. Finally, there are movies that are plain bad. Robert Scott's 1987 effort The Video Dead is a movie that is not on DVD, does not belong on the format, and is downright awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SuaCviI6A9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/GBwAjBeGhpo/s1600-h/tv+head.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SuaCviI6A9I/AAAAAAAAAA0/GBwAjBeGhpo/s320/tv+head.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397144956579742674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Video Dead is based around the concept of a cursed television set. Once you turn on the set, it unleashes a small group of zombies hell bent on killing. The absurd plot is straight out of the 80s and under different circumstances may have worked, but what we are left with is a piece of garbage that is only notable for some of the stupidest lines in horror history. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the set claims its first victim, we are transported to three months after the incident. A brother and sister move in to their parents' new house and are left alone (Mom and Dad are in Saudi Arabia for whatever reason). Low and behold the TV begins to seduce Jeff, calling to him and promising him sexual favors, kind of like a shittier version of &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Videodrome&lt;/span&gt;. This leads to him turning on the set and calling the monsters to his attention. Meanwhile, he meets a neighbor girl whom he fawns over. Jeff's love interest makes some cash as a dog walker and once the dog runs away into the woods recites one of the single dumbest lines in film history "he always chases skunks, tries to mate with them, then gets sprayed, and gets even more turned on!" Jesus H. Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeff, his sister, and April are eventually visited by a Texan who knows about the TV and how to solve the zombie issue once and for all. His suggestions sum up how much of a turd this movie is. The way to kill the zombies in addition to normal violent methods are to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) using mirrors to show the walking dead their reflection because apparently they cannot stand to look at themselves&lt;br /&gt;2) kill them with kindness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. I wish I was making this up. The Texan and Jeff also attempt to dispel the zombie threat with bows and arrows. I have to type that again to get the point across &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;BOWS AND ARROWS&lt;/span&gt;. Once again, Jesus H. Christ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SuaFPChdX7I/AAAAAAAAAA8/nF-__RPXYSI/s1600-h/video_dead12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SuaFPChdX7I/AAAAAAAAAA8/nF-__RPXYSI/s320/video_dead12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397147696871858098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie presents one of the more ridiculous endings in movie history. It truly must be seen to be believed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the plot, the score is rather annoying and the zombies look as if they have on plastic Halloween masks. There is a bit of Bautti factor early on, but is nothing special. The gore effects are decent, but underutilized.  In the end, this one is only for completist horror fans and would be much better off fading into obscurity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: 1.5/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trailer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fw_EwOo7muA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fw_EwOo7muA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498801864887426277-1864074222786184014?l=wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/feeds/1864074222786184014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/2009/10/video-dead-1987.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498801864887426277/posts/default/1864074222786184014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498801864887426277/posts/default/1864074222786184014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/2009/10/video-dead-1987.html' title='The Video Dead (1987)'/><author><name>Quick Links</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335051861041915162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SuaB7C8fl7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/hYWzIohW6eQ/s72-c/video+dead+cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498801864887426277.post-8546327391794932874</id><published>2009-10-26T01:39:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T02:05:07.064-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightmare City aka City of the Walking Dead (1980)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SuU2g8d92vI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DmAdNKEJNbs/s1600-h/BU1139DVD_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SuU2g8d92vI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DmAdNKEJNbs/s320/BU1139DVD_l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396779668088937202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Director: Umberto Lenzi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umberto Lenzi's 1980 film Nightmare City is more or less what one would expect from an Italian horror movie from the 1970s or 1980s. It is horribly dubbed, has an incredible synthesizer-laden score, and is chock full of gore. The plot is one we've all heard before, a chemical spill leads to an army of monsters hell bent on attacking the living for sustenance. It would be incorrect to classify these monsters as zombies, if anything they are like an amped up version of the infected in George A. Romero's 1973 classic "The Crazies." These monsters can run and use weapons to their advantage. Also, instead of relying on human flesh to survive, they rely on blood. A subtle, but interesting enough twist in its own right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SuU3zWvdOpI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8QPfKb-hrak/s1600-h/nightmare_city13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 137px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SuU3zWvdOpI/AAAAAAAAAAU/8QPfKb-hrak/s320/nightmare_city13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396781083890891410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bulk of the film surrounds two centers of gravity. The first being a reporter who witnessed the first outbreak of infected at an airport and the other being the military. Neither one of these plots offer a whole lot and the movie seems to work better when it focuses on random scenes of death and destruction. One thing Nightmare City delivers in spades is the gore. Many of the scenes are hilariously brutal and one could imagine Lucio Fulci giving it his stamp of approval. Highlights include a hatchet to the back of the head and a woman's breast being hacked off with a machete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SuU5Ai7-m0I/AAAAAAAAAAc/OFkuB-xcH_M/s1600-h/nitemare+city+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SuU5Ai7-m0I/AAAAAAAAAAc/OFkuB-xcH_M/s320/nitemare+city+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396782410014563138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In true 80s fashion, there are a few ever so pointless scenes of women in spandex dancing(think Friday the 13th Part IV), the Bautti Factor, and some slow parts involving adultery and the like. The last stand off is one of the highlights and is set at an amusement park (Zombieland owes this flick a beer). The ending turns out to be a bit of a cop out, but yet somehow redeems itself right before the credits roll. While this movie is certainly not a work of art, it should easily please any fan of gory horror movies. Sadly, it is currently out of print with the last edition being released by the always excellent Blue Underground. If you can find this one cheap, by all means check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rating: 3.5/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the trailer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FVzWHOszONk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FVzWHOszONk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498801864887426277-8546327391794932874?l=wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/feeds/8546327391794932874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/2009/10/nightmare-city-aka-city-of-walking-dead.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498801864887426277/posts/default/8546327391794932874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498801864887426277/posts/default/8546327391794932874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/2009/10/nightmare-city-aka-city-of-walking-dead.html' title='Nightmare City aka City of the Walking Dead (1980)'/><author><name>Quick Links</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335051861041915162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xu82EWF0Lr0/SuU2g8d92vI/AAAAAAAAAAM/DmAdNKEJNbs/s72-c/BU1139DVD_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498801864887426277.post-7128176431811553543</id><published>2009-10-26T00:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T00:44:45.310-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Glossary</title><content type='html'>This will be a constantly updating post that will serve as a glossary of sorts for commonly used slang in the posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bautti Factor": whether or not a woman's breasts are shown in the film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That Guy": a bit actor that makes his rounds and is in tons of movies. Sighting of a "that guy" usually makes one think "hey, it's &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; guy"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498801864887426277-7128176431811553543?l=wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/feeds/7128176431811553543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/2009/10/glossary.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498801864887426277/posts/default/7128176431811553543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498801864887426277/posts/default/7128176431811553543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/2009/10/glossary.html' title='Glossary'/><author><name>Quick Links</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335051861041915162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3498801864887426277.post-3515994690411354589</id><published>2009-10-26T00:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T00:23:47.972-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post</title><content type='html'>This blog is dedicated to my personal reviews of horror movies that I watch on nearly a daily basis. Expect lots of gore and sleaze. The good stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3498801864887426277-3515994690411354589?l=wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/feeds/3515994690411354589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498801864887426277/posts/default/3515994690411354589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3498801864887426277/posts/default/3515994690411354589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wellthisisnewengland.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-post.html' title='First Post'/><author><name>Quick Links</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15335051861041915162</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
