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That's because Eugene Levy was and is the fucking Best.

The gang agreed that the soundtrack for this movie is full of legit music but so far all I've heard is Soul City by the Partland Brothers #cancon ETA: about 3/4 into the movie I realized that most of you probably wouldn't know the name Paul Zaza. Apart from just being a funny name, he is the John Williams of shitty Canadian film scoring. His credits include all the Prom Nights, My Bloody Valentine, Turk 182, Meatballs III, and several of Bob Clark's most memorable films including Porky's, Baby Geniuses, and A Christmas Story. So that, at least, is sort of legit. Additional trivia: my college roommate and I used to stay up late on weeknights and watch syndicated reruns of Magnum PI, which were often preceded by a syndicated series called Just Jazz created and hosted by the very same Paul Zaza. It was truly an epitome of 80s Canadian TV. Edited again because I misspelled the name "bob" ffs

I was going to skip watching the movie because I've already seen it a million times (hi, Canadian) but now I think I need to watch it again, because I forgot Michael Ironside was in it and I love him. And it's PEAK Michael Ironside no less. Looking at the cast on iMDB I also recognize Louis Ferreira, who is in tons of stuff but I love him best in Stargate: Universe and a short-lived, very creepy Canadian show called Durham County. The rest of the cast I'm sure I've seen here and there over the years. The woman that played Vicki was in The Shape of Water, so that's cool. The woman that played Mary Lou was in tons of (Canadian) stuff, including Night Heat, which made Sweating Bullets look like Murdoch Mysteries. ETA: it is so obvious to me now, Mary Lou isn't a vengeful ghost at all! She possessed Vicki with the communication stones from Stargate: Universe!

So I had a bunch of boring housework to do tonight and decided to amuse myself by getting high and rewatching The Fate of the Furious, followed by listening to this episode. Good times. But there was a chilling moment - June talking about how bad autonomous driving tech could be reminded me of the recent Boeing plane crashes. Anyway. The Fate of the Furious is both better and worse than I remembered. Looking forward to Hobbs and Shaw even more now, they were by far the most entertaining thing about FotF.

I agree with all of this. The original Wicker Man is one of the great English language horror films, full stop, and it is interesting to me as a Canadian who grew up with a lot of UK media on TV to read a bunch of Americans reacting to it for the first time. I think a large part of what makes the original so horrifying is because it could be a true story. There is nothing about it I can recall that is not plausible, even for the time it was made. There is no real supernatural activity or reason to think that the sacrifice and the rituals actually do anything - it's just faith, but in an "old religion" whose pagan imagery are still all over the UK. The songs are probably all actual old pagan songs, or adapted from similar ones. Part of Woodward's horror, the more he learns about the village, is the realization that his faith is not enough in a world where no one cares about it or takes it for granted as the truth. Maybe one day we'll see a remake where a heroic Scientologist (I assume played by Tom Cruise, surviving on the "donated" organs of lesser members) visits a small town where everyone is still Baptist, and they nail him to a cross to try to bring their saviour back. For those who enjoyed it and want more but in different media, I highly recommend the XTC album Apple Venus and its companion piece, Wasp Star, but especially Apple Venus. I also highly recommend a two-issue story from the early days of the DC/Vertigo title Hellblazer, issues 25 and 26, in which John Constantine visits a northern town with much the same issues. Lovely art by V for Vendetta's David Lloyd, and one of the creepiest stories I can remember in comics.

Maybe you could find the Gas n' Sip from Say Anything...

I'm not buying your little act and I doubt anyone else is either. You are either the most clueless newb that ever newbed or you think you are cleverly using rhetoric to troll people about rape. Ignorance is forgivable, because the ignorant can at least learn from their mistakes. The other option - being a rape apologist MRA fuckwad - is not forgivable, and not welcome in any civilized place. Since you "apparently" created your account for the sole reason of making the "joke" you made, my money is on MRA fuckwad. And no, I'm not interested in your protestations of innocence. Apologize sincerely and without reservation, if you are indeed human enough to do such a thing, and move on. Either way, I'm blocking you.

I haven't seen Prom Night II in a while but since it was made in Canada, it was one of those movies that was on all the time on The Movie Network in the late 80s/early 90s. The title comes from an old rock and roll song by Canadian musician Ronnie Hawkins, and I feel like maybe he is IN the movie? I'm not looking this up to check. My recollection of the film is that it wasn't very good, but it's not really a big mystery as to how it got made. The first was a surprise hit and the burgeoning home video market (and pay TV) wanted more. I'd be much more interested in an episode about a film like Pin, which was also Canadian, also on all the time, but more like a low rent Cronenberg movie than this dull ghost story.

I think if this podcast and especially this movie has taught us anything, it is that screenwriters are perverts.

Clueless was based on Jane Austen's "Emma," I assume they preserved the relationships from the book. But yeah, weird that they would.

My wife studied kink as part of her PhD - her take when I mentioned this the other day was that for mainstream vanilla porn, incest is essentially one of the last sort-of-legal taboos. And since the porn is clearly fake (in the sense that the various actors are obviously NOT related), it's a guilt-free turn on for the viewer, I guess? All of the talk in the podcast and elsewhere about this movie being a French production reminded me of films like Cousin, Cousine (remade in the US as "Cousins" with Ted Danson), which explored the much more common idea of first cousins becoming partners. A practice that was very common, especially when women essentially had no real legal rights, in order to ensure that wealth stayed within wealthy families. I'm also reminded of a German film from a few years ago called Transfer, in which poor African immigrants essentially rent out their bodies for the use of wealthy white Europeans during the day. Kind of like Get Out, but more of a dystopian comment on immigration and entrenched European racism than slavery per se, if memory serves. Well worth checking out if you get the chance.

Bizarre late 70s horror film starring young Sam Elliott and Katherine Ross from The Graduate as a young couple trapped on a haunted estate somewhere in England. Rest of the cast includes Roger Daltrey from The Who. Apparently Ross and Elliott got on really well during the production; she divorced her first husband the following year and married Elliott in 1984.

If you're looking for a film that might give you the same icky feelings as this one, hop on to Netflix and search for "Don't Worry Baby" starring John Magaro and Christopher McDonald. In case it's not on your Netflix or you just can't be arsed, here is the description: Don't Worry Baby (R) - 2016 - 87 min. Discovering that they both slept with the same woman, a photographer and his philandering dad wrangle over which of them is the father of her child. The woman they both rawdogged appears to be Dreama Walker from Don't Trust The B. So, that all sounds great.

Yeah, Twilight is super gross. There are things to like about the films here and there - Anna Kendrick, Kristen Stewart - and many things to hate. The only part of the entire series that I actually love is the (invented?) battle scene in the last movie, because you get to see so many sweet, sweet beheadings.

Listening to the episode now - +1 to whoever brought up Katie Holmes saying "razor" in Disturbing Behaviour. That would be a pretty good HDTGM movie if memory serves.

There was a celebrated indie movie in the early 90s (unfortunately titled Spanking The Monkey) where a lonely mom who is recovering from a broken leg develops a sexual relationship with her son. But yeah, not surprisingly it is not high on the list of subject matter for screenwriters. Except porn, of course. Even an infrequent consumer of PornHub like myself can't help but notice the uptick in recent years of porn that is incest-adjacent, usually about step-siblings or step-parents. Why the cultural fascination with incest in the West lately? No idea. For porn it's not so hard to figure out - they follow the zeitgeist and make more of whatever is getting viewed the most. But why the underlying interest? Some weird fin-de-siecle/fin-de-mille, impending environmental collapse thing? Oppressive religions? It is disturbing, whatever the cause. ETA: Spanking the Monkey was David O. Russell's first film! Wow.

Ugh, this movie was gross. My wife and I watched it last night. We are very open people sexually, both bi and part of the LGBT community. We also have a significant age difference and understand how people can be into that sexually. In the kink community there are all kinds of ways that people explore and challenge power dynamics, with an emphasis on safety and consent. But. Honestly, this movie feels like a screenwriter wanted to make a thoughtful movie about incest but the only way he could get it made is by inventing a Freaky-Friday-meets-Lars-von-Trier premise. It has all the classic hebephile fantasies where a teenaged girl aggressively pursues an older man/her own father. Meanwhile the dad is sexually jealous of her peers. It might have actually been a thoughtful exploration of the subject if they had just dropped the device, had the daughter survive the accident as herself and go through an inappropriate attraction to her father as part of her trauma before leveling out and returning to a healthy relationship. Instead it feels like someone watched The Lover and Lolita a bunch of times and said to themselves, "these are great films but the endings are such a bummer!" So, in summary, fuck this movie. It is very unpleasant to watch, and not really fun in any way.

Lots of interesting info here, thank you. I think I am rapidly approaching the tipping point where I start reading these books while I wait for the next Jack Reacher and Rebus novels. (Those are separate novels, just to be clear. The two characters are sadly not in any novels together as far as I know.) Edited to add: now I am writing some kind of Reacher-Rebus crossover. Tentative title: The Reacher-Rebus Reacharound. I'll keep you posted.

I didn't see anyone answer this, my apologies if I missed it. To answer Paul's question, diazepam is a sedative used to steady the nerves and counteract adrenaline. As anyone who has played Metal Gear Solid knows, it is essential for snipers.

My favourite detective series (both books and TV) is Inspector Morse, which takes place in the murder capital of the UK, Oxford. I do have a theory about why these series do so well - apart for the general appetite in the world for a certain model of murder mystery - I think it is a culture processing trauma from the Second World War, and as others have pointed out, I think there is definitely a certain amount of authors trying to explain how unremarkable white men take their anger out on women (usually. Sometimes it is more about economic class. But usually sexism too.) So sometimes they become a kind of literary bellwether for a cultural shift. I read the first Wallander novel recently - it is from the early 90s, I think - and its subplot about Nordic suspicion of immigrants was all too relatable still. I didn't watch this movie either, I'm sure I will eventually. It sounds awful. Maybe I'll watch Insomnia again (the original one). Or John Sayles' Limbo.

Dear Paul, please sign the copies of Transformers that someone keeps sending you and sell them to fans for charity. I'd gladly pay twenty bucks or so for one, as long as I don't have to watch it again.

I believe the headdress is called a wimple. Has anyone ever seen nuns and Daleks in the same place at the same time?

Glad to know there is a Mulroney who is good at something!

When my mom was in elementary school in the 50s, the nuns used to whack her with a ruler to make her write with the right hand. It's about conformity. Gingers absolutely were and are treated poorly in the UK, no idea why apart from general clannish racism. Certain physical characteristics take on cultural meanings that we wouldn't necessarily relate to, like when a woman had blonde hair in Italy. Not that any of those things are comparable to the experience of being black in America.

It sure looks like it, and maybe Jean Smart to his right? If either is true I am watching that shit.