In what has to be the meta event of the fuckin’ century, yours cruelly is going to set his wicked words upon reviewing a book of… well, movie reviews… basically…
Look, long story short; film critic, musician, author, and all around top geezer Richard Glenn Schmidt has this wild hair up his ass where he gathers his wife and pals together, plops them down, and explodes their eerie eyeballs with some of the best trash and sleaze our beloved horror biz (and our cherished sister, the exploitation biz) has to offer in long format marathon viewings titled “Doomed Moviethons”.
Sounds like heaven to this right bastard, but as always, other’s mileage may vary… and Richie Rich sets about documenting the events for posterity, and this beastly book is the result of those efforts!
For over two hundred and fifty plus pages we get to vicariously sit in on these viscous viewings, and are treated to brutally honest, near stream of consciousness commentary on each film featured in the marathon at hand… and each and every entry and thought is entertaining (and often hilarious) as all fuckety fuck-fuck (did I ever tell you cats n’ creeps I have multiple college degrees that help me write this eloquent shit?)
Bottom line, you obviously like off-kilter film criticism or you wouldn’t even be here… I mean I have my award losing reputation preceding me… so believe me, if you like my utter nonsense you’ll dig on Richard’s too; he’s a horror hound through and through, knows his stuff when it comes to the shit that makes our collective pants tight in the crotch, and most importantly he pours a ton of heart into his writing, so just buy this fuckin’ book, will ya?
Hey I’ll even make it easy on you… just click here and prepare your anus for a full-on fun colonic packed to the gills with (writings about) boobs, blood, and bad guys!
