Wow, 90s kids sure like this movie, huh?
You know that feeling when a director clearly wants to MAKE A STATEMENT and they….did not make it, quite? Yeah, that.
How does the grandaddy of tentacle porn hold up as a SHOCKING, LURID horrorshow?
Not…not that well, actually.
Seriously, why aren’t there more cute queer genre flicks?
I’m exceedingly fond of this movie, so this became a COME LEARN A THING episode.
C’mon, you know I never miss a chance to talk about this glorious trashfire.
1980s New York: a perfect place to set Charles Dickens’ story about a sad secretly high class boy (you can tell by how kind and goodlooking he is) is saved from being grouped with Those Dirty, Wicked Poors.
Really though, have you read Oliver Twist lately? That book is fucked up.