Simply share and discuss your opinions here. Here's my top few in ascending order.
Maniac: A very, very unique slasher film that you should watch. The way it's filmed will make you start to doubt your own morals, even if Elijah Wood is the one doing the killing. Except for Briar, she already did all that during her assassin training, it wouldn't be much more than flashbacks for her. While it really wasn't scary, I have to say it was all very icky, and made me feel a little ashamed afterwards, and for a little while I had an aversion to Elijah Woods. Therefore, I probably would have gotten the same feeling if the movie were a cunnilingus machine made from an electric screwdriver with a picture of Elijah Woods on it.
Rabbits: There are many perks to having parents that were around for the latter 40 years of the 20th century. Among them are things like the much higher likelihood they have of accepting you if you turn out to be gay, you'll have a childhood containing epics like the NES and N64, they won't murder you if they find you doing drugs, and you get exposure to magnificent, tasteful media from the past. I was a kid who grew up with the best of the Zelda games, the Beatles, Bob Dylan, and Frank Zappa, I watched Caddyshack, Forrest Gump, and Spinal Tap, (Only after I did a considerable amount of growing up, of course...) and generally had one of the best home lives any kid could ask for. Of course, every perk that comes with that also has drawbacks. For example, I had old games, but none of the other new-gen kids were able to relate to my awesome gaming experiences. If I got caught doing drugs, they'd chastise me heavily and make me feel worse than if I were disowned. If I turned out to be gay, I'd have to fuck other guys, a concept that I find very unappealing. And the biggest of these drawbacks is that, when looking for movies to watch while your parent's aren't looking, you might prance over to a dusty basement shelf and pull a tape of David Lynch films out and start watching it.
Jesus H. Christ... I was about 5 when this happened, and I saw the pictures of anthro bunnies on it and decided that it was as worthy a children's cartoon as any, not giving two fucks about anything the text on the back might have said. It was a surrealist film, so it swiftly became disturbing without trying to be. Their conversation is random and messed up, so you can't help but start drawing some very dark conclusions in your head, the laugh track and applause every time someone walks into the room was just so oddly morbid, and the actual characters just treated it all so seriously. There was something very deeply wrong with this sitcom I was watching, but I couldn't stop until it ended. Quite honestly, Don't Hug Me I'm Scared and Salad Fingers are both nothing but try-hard's efforts and pussy hype, people should be ashamed of fearing them so long as this tape is still in circulation.
The Devil's Rejects: There are many reasons that I believe Endmaster is Rob Zombie. The first one is that I envision them both as crazy bearded men in their thirties constantly covered with blood and face paint. The second reason is that they're both (lovable) curmudgeons and pottymouths. The third reason is that I secretly wish Rob Zombie's entire musical career has just been financial buildup towards a feature-length CYOA movie of Eternal. The fourth reason is that I've always pretended Bill Moseley also played Nimrod in LoveSICK. The fifth reason is that I think this movie is based on Endmaster's experience playing a heavily modded version of GTA V, even though the movie was released in 2005, which is a pretty big plothole, but FUCK plot holes. I first watched this movie when I was about 14, and I loved it.
The Devil's Rejects is far too awesome and extreme to be really scary, but it has an air about it that made me whisper Endmaster's name in the Cthulic language under my breath as I watched it. It was just good. It was a very creepy experience, but it didn't give me nightmares or anything it just made me clap proudly as the credits rolled, turn off the dvd player, and then lay my head back and ask "Why?"
I was answered only with "Because I'm the Devil, and I'm here to do the Devil's work."
I then had to call an Excorsist to help drag Bill Moseley out of my house.
V/H/S: It's a pretty cool movie which is actually a collection of movies by a collection of directors about everything from Vampires and Zombies to Aliens and Demons. And it actually has some pretty scary moments, particularly when that one guy gets his manhood chomped off. (And that was the least of it!) You should watch it, it's pretty cool. And it's a "Found Film" kind of thing like Paranormal Activity, so it's nice if you enjoy not being able to realize that it's just a movie for a bit.
Eraserhead: Apparently I hadn't learned my lesson about David Lynch earlier, so when I was 5 and a half I had to go and do this shit again. Needless to say, my parents moved the movie shelf out of my reach after I had nightmares for five weeks, but still. This is another surrealist short that I found on the dreaded shelf, and I watched it. Quite honestly it contained some trippy art-message shit that I daresay would deeply concern even insane conniseurs like Tanstaafl. The sperm-headed plague baby was fairly horrid as well as the chicken. I have to say if that thing came out of my wife I wouldn't have gone through the trouble of stabbing it, I would have thrown it out the damn window. Dear god that was a creepy movie... But it was also pretty good. You should watch it. I double-dog dare you.
The Shining: I could go on, as every reviewer of the Shining always has, about the merits of this film, but I won't. There's quite enough of that on the internet already that you can look at. Although I will say one thing, this is one of the few movies you'll hear me saying is better than the book. Not because it's better written, it's just scarier.
Begotten: Another art film by another batshit insane surrealist. The bible already contained some pretty disturbing themes, like rape, torture, murder, suicide, war, cannibalism, mutilation, and all the rest of history's beauty, but Begotten adds Necrophilia, umbilical-chord strangling, God's suicide with a straight razor, the rape of mother earth, and the acceptance of Jesus Puke as heavenly gifts into the mix. It's the kind of movie that makes you dryheave and cry with in a bunkered-down corner in fetal position for half a minute. But in a good way, of course...
A Serbian Film: I'm not even going to describe this one. The premise is laughable, the guy's facial expressions are hilarious, but that doesn't change just how disturbing it is. It's the only horror movie I've ever had to stop watching because it made me physically ill. Remember when Endmaster linked us to CHYOO and I screamed and pretended to hang myself? Remember when I said "I fear no media, save for porn."? Remember when I said I'm not the sort of person who wouldn't be interested in having sex, possibly ever? It's because I watched this movie, and I'll never forgive myself for it. Seriously.
