The Red Green Show: The Infantile Years 1991-1993 (review)
Just as Bob and Doug McKenzie were sendups of both stereotypes of Canadians and cable access programs, so is *Red Green,* which apes homemade TV of both the DIY and outdoorsmanship stripes.
Rick Moranis
watch it: “I Miss Moranis”
A fan Valentine to the not-late yet lamented-in-his-absence Rick Moranis: via Cinematical
Evil Dead II, Army of Darkness, Young Frankenstein, Little Shop of Horrors, and Beetlejuice (review)
Why do slasher movies make us laugh in the instant after we jump and scream? When comedy works, it’s for the same reason that horror does: It surprises us, and laughter and screams emanate from that same primitive lizard part of our brains, one that reacts before we can think.
Ghostbusters (review)
Would The X-Files exist without 1984’s Ghostbusters? Would Buffy? Would world-weary sarcasm and snarky self-reference ever have reached the level of art form if not for Peter Venkman? The answers, okay, more than likely, are Yes, Yes, and Yes. But they’ll all more fun because Ghostbusters seared its way through our impressionable adolescent brains at just the right time to inflict the most grievous psychological injury.
