"It's like sitting in your basement, watching those weird movies with your friends" -- this was the original vision for Mutant Reviewers. For over 11 years, our crack staff of writers have put themselves through a gauntlet of some of the best and worst cult flicks in the world, all for the sake of research, entertainment and bragging rights.
This is our story.
“You’ve just crossed over into… the Twilight Zone. “
The Scoop: 1983 PG, directed by Joe Dante, John Landis, George Miller and Steven Spielberg
Tagline: You’re travelling through another dimension. A dimension, not only of sight and sound, but of mind. A journey into a wondrous land whose boundaries are that of imagination. Next stop, the Twilight Zone!
Summary Capsule: Four mini-movies attempt to recapture the classic touch of Rod Serling’s series. Doesn’t work so much.
“It’s just like the first time I came here, isn’t it? We were talking about automobile insurance, only you were thinking about murder. And I was thinking about that anklet.”
The Scoop: 1944, Unrated, Directed by Billy Wilder and starring Fred MacMurray, Barbara Stanwyck, and Edward G. Robinson
Tagline: It’s Love And Murder At First Sight!
Summary Capsule: An insurance salesman with a taste for someone else’s wife gets mixed up with a rotten dame that might be the death of him.
”’I don’t care who’s fault it is; his, hers, or the milkman’s. If one of them comes to me, it means they’re both miserable. That’s my job-putting people out of their misery.“
The Scoop: 1990 R, directed by Jack Nicholson and starring Jack Nicholson and Harvey Keitel.
Tagline: They say money makes the world go round. But sex was invented before money.
Summary Capsule: The unloved little brother of Chinatown throws JJ Gittes into a world of money, murder, and mineral rights as the ghosts of his past come back to haunt him.
Just a scant week ago, I made the type of discovery that wouldn’t exactly spark off a successful noir film but would be an excellent start for a zany comedy: I found the film Brick in the $3 DVD bin at my local Big Lots.
At first, I was consumed with disbelief and minor rage. How could such a monumentally innovative and refreshingly well-made film end up consigned to the bargain bin at the most barginous of bargain stores? What shortsighted middle manager arbitrarily chose $3 as the ultimate value for this, one of the best films I’ve seen within the past decade? Should I logically infer by its presence here in the $3 bin that Brick’s popularity and influence had already reached its apex and would now languish in wire bins gathering dust from here to eternity?