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Rewind This!

REWIND THIS! by IPF Productions Donate. Because understanding the histories of outmoded-at-best-“retro”-at-worst media technologies is crucial for understanding the technology trough at which we gorge ourselves today. Because, with SOPA on the horizon, a reevaluation of the sticky relationship between … Continue reading

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Amer (Hélène Cattet, Bruno Forzani, 2009)

What this film–a self-conscious nearly-silent tripartite-structured homage to giallo–captures best about the genre is its depiction of the intimate rendezvous between flesh and inanimate objects. While the film provides ample indicators of the horror-thriller (leather and lace choke skin, razor … Continue reading

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Wake Wood (David Keating, 2011)

Its messy final third aside, which substitutes thoughtfulness for bone-headed xeroxes of scary-kid film tropes and threadbare CGI gushes, this film inverts The Wicker Man’s rural United Kingdom terror (the luddite community of the titular town are mostly kind and … Continue reading

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Arbogast on Film (2007-2011)

This writer will miss (in no particular order): the 31 Screams series, wherein our intrepid scribe inventories the cinematic manifestations of aural abjection; the archived images, wherein the keen-eyed blogger provides the visuals for our nightmares; and the mini-screeds, wherein … Continue reading

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Modern Romance (Albert Brooks, 1981)

Albert Brooks’ comedy in this film dances, with dainty and brilliant precision, on beats both awkward and absurd; we cringe in wincing recognition, hoping not to catch a glimpse of ourselves at the corners of our clenched eyelids, at the … Continue reading

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Trollhunter (Trolljegeren) (André Øvredal, 2010)

The tone of this Blair Witchy mockumentary is established early on, when grizzled mancub Otto Jespersen storms out of a dark forest, oily leather jacket flapping behind him like a broken wing, hollering “troll,” as if hailing a cab on … Continue reading

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The Pit (Lew Lehman, 1981)

The final act of this film plays like a meeting of the Ewoks and the redneck posse from Night of the Living Dead, wherein actors wearing bearsuits ramble through the woods before being pierced with bullets and punctured with racist … Continue reading

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The Forest (Don Jones, 1982)

In an inversion of the process of scratching moss off a fallen tree limb, scratching the exterior of this ostensible killer-in-the-woods film leads to a fuzzier, fragrant, and fertile interior. Two couples, both with dysfunctions ranging from casual chauvinism to … Continue reading

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Piranha (Alexandre Aja, 2010)

This film’s audience is presumably encouraged, especially in the comin’-at-ya! way the 3-D works in this film, to take verboten (and strangely boring) pleasure in the consumption practices of the recently-unearthed prehistoric razor-teethed fish of the title (that eyeball/those entrails/etc. … Continue reading

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The Stunt Man (Richard Rush, 1980)

With Steve Railsback channeling Charles Manson; Peter O’Toole Deus ex machinating while perched on a crane-mounted director’s chair; a cast of secondary players whose overlapping dialogue and excesses of quirky heartfelt humanity rivals the best of 1970s Altman; and a … Continue reading

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