Okay, so Skinamarink was the kind of weird slow horror that I always end up liking. It didn’t even bother me that the director was being lobsteriffic (

Rick Sullivan) and shouting out Chantal Ackerman, Stan Brakhage, or David Lynch. I love the idea of being lost in a familiar space that gradually becomes unfamiliar and I think that this movie does a slow burn well. If you absolutely hate plots that aren’t super plotty, or creepy things that just kind of happen with no rhyme or reason, then I 100% get not liking it. But it was a lot of fun for me.
I can take or leave plot, really. Maybe it’s because of my love for the crazy dagos and their crazy dreamlike setpieces, but it never bothers me when a horror film isn’t brick and mortar in terms of the story. If it grabs you in that nightmare place, all the better. I also have a lot of respect for a good idea, and whether that idea is pulled off amazingly or poorly, sometimes that doesn’t matter to me as much as the craziness of the idea itself.
As for current conversation I think that Romero was almost too harsh and unforgiving in what he was able to achieve with Day. To me it’s brutal as fuck, you really feel the hatred these people have for one another trapped down in that silo, and I always rage when Sarah’s fag boyfriend lets the zombies in. Bub is a masterpiece and I loved that character from the second he came on screen. Richard Liberty as Frankenstein is good stuff too. They’re all crazy. They’ve all lost their minds. That seems like a sensible reaction to dead people eating your family and friends.
When Land was still being shopped as Dead Reckoning, you could see the parts of Day he’d had to leave out; the funny thing is that with benefit of hindsight, I think he was
right to leave them out. Land is a bad movie, imo. Not as bad as some—in truth I can’t bring myself to outright hate any horror film—but it was a big step down for him, and then it just kept going down.
Did anyone get a chance to watch the Amusement Park, on Shudder? Kind of interesting, can’t lie. I can’t imagine what the guys who paid for that felt when they watched it.