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Jennifer’s Top Fifty Horror Movies!

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In our Top Fifty Favorite Horror Movies episode, we promised that we would post each of our host’s individual list. First off, here are Jennifer Lovely’s Top Fifty Horror Movies! (Michael Montoure’s list will follow later. Stay tuned!)


Bride of Frankenstein (1935)
Rebecca (1940)
Shadow of a Doubt (1943)
I Walked With a Zombie (1943)
The Uninvited (1944)
The Spiral Staircase (1945)
Creature From the Black Lagoon (1954)
The Night of the Hunter (1955)
The Innocents (1961)
Whatever Happened to Baby Jane (1962)
The Haunting (1963)
Burnt Offerings (1976)
Alien (1979)
Phantasm (1979)
The Changeling (1980)
Poltergeist (1982)
The Thing (1982)
A Nightmare on Elm Street (1984)
Company of Wolves (1984)
Fright Night (1985)
The Fly (1986)
Hellraiser (1987)
Near Dark (1987)
Paperhouse (1988)
Pumpkinhead (1988)
They Live (1988)
Exorcist III (1990)
Candyman (1992)
Thesis (1996)
Stir of Echoes (1999)
The Devil’s Backbone (2001)
Session 9 (2001)
Thir13en Ghosts (2001)
The Ring (2002) / Ringu (1998)
A Tale of Two Sisters (2003)
Behind the Mask: The Rise of Leslie Vernon (2006)
Lake Mungo (2008)
One Missed Call (2008)
Pontypool (2008)
Shutter (2008)
You’re Next (2011)
Resolution (2012)
The Battery (2012)
Under the Skin (2013)
Stoker (2013)
It Follows (2014)
Let Us Prey (2014)
Starry Eyes (2014)
The Babadook (2014)
The Final Girls (2015)



Bonus Cat Picture!

We know what you like, Internet, and you like cat pictures! Oh, yes, you do. Here is a picture of Jennifer’s new podcats, Maggie and Max! Aren’t they ridiculously cute? (Click to make bigger, which, unfortunately, is as close as you can get on the Internet to actually petting them.)


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Goodbye Gene Wilder..

I was young when I saw Blazing Saddles for the first time, but I remember being drawn to the young ginger haired Gene Wilder.
Then I spent nights in the 80s catching Gene and Richard Pryor movies on television.  Together they were funny, irreverent and wonderful.


Being a kid whose childhood bridged the end of the 70s and the beginning of the 80s I was very familiar with Saturday Night Live.  Being a frizzy haired little girl even more in love with Gilda Radner. When they found each and fell in love, I fell in love with them together. I mourned her death for his loss and ours too.

After her passing he continued to act, fell in love again, wrote, painted and lived an amazing life.
gene and karen

He helped create Gilda’s Club, a community organization for people living with cancer, their families and friends. He was one of those performers I dreamed of meeting someday and now I never will. But I will carry a little part of him with me.

Thank you Gene Wilder for everything you created and for the legacy that carries on after you have gone.

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The Invitation

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Tell Them Anything You Want: A Portrait of Maurice Sendak


I watched a documentary last night called Tell Them Anything You Want: A Portrait of Maurice Sendak. And it both made me both sad and, more importantly, determined. One of the saddest things that I have witnessed is seeing people that were so disappointed with what life gave them that they were miserable to the smaller blessings in it. They dwelled in a constant sense that they had been cheated in some overarching way.  Sendak is unhappy and angry, he was at the end of his life and I think in a way wanted things to be over. At the time of filming he was a year out of losing his partner of the last 50 years to cancer. He would both speak of being angry and not liking anything or anyone and yet would stop and speak with lingering love of those who had brought joy to his life, and his immense sadness at them not being at his side any longer. He has moments of appreciation for the good in his life, but it seems far outstripped by his anger and disappointment.

I am in a new place in my life. After making every effort while I was married, I have divorced. I am a parent. I am navigating being in a relationship. I have lived much of my life vicariously through the happiness of others, of feeling my successes through the smoothness of the running of my family life, at the joy and happiness of my child and partner. I have joked that I was trained as a child to do this, everyone was more important than me.

But I have made some changes. I know what I offer in my friendships, my relationships, and as a mother. I know the quality of me. I have changed how I interact with those in my life. I am a demanding friend, lover, and parent. I can think back on many times that I have broached conversations with my young daughter on how I expect her to treat me and that she will always receive the same levels of love and respect back.

I ask a lot now in my relationship, because I have lived a life of unhappy thankless concessions and I will never do that again. I look around my life and I am happy. I am happy with where I am and what I have. I am happy to be in a process of my happiness, and realization that continuing to be happy will require work, negotiation, and sometimes agreeable concessions to those I love.

I never want to look back on the end of things and ask “Is this it? Is this all there is?”

I want to know and take comfort that my life is a happy collection of moments, experiences, and love.

And to throw out a quote that I have referenced a million time and never stops being appropriate, “Yes! Live! Life’s a banquet and most poor suckers are starving to death!”

But it is more than making life an event and squeezing excitement from it. It is pausing and reflecting and appreciating the quiet moments of happiness and appreciating every single person in your life that brings you joy. It is never being the person that limits the happiness in your own life. Never throw yourself under someone else’s wheels in a hope that they will remember your sacrifice lovingly as they happily move on in their life.  Choose you, relish in it, and live.

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Upcoming movie squee!


Crimson Peak

Dark Summer

We Are Still Here

The Witch (no trailer available yet)

Phantasm V Ravager

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Life Itself


When I heard about this movie almost a year ago I gave myself a mental note to watch it at some point. If you have ever listened to Don’t Read the Latin you certainly know that I have a great love for documentaries, but I have an even softer spot for documentaries about loving film.

Roger Ebert was a complex man. What I really loved about Life Itself is how no holds barred it was. You got to see the good, the bad, and the ugly. But that is part of what made it so truly divine. I lost count of how many times it brought me to tears (in both commiseration with the personal trials that he faced, and honest heartbreak over his up and downs). One of my biggest complaints with discussing historical figures, or even media icons, is that there is a tendency to either villainize the bad or create deities of the good; it removes their humanity and makes everyone believe that we (as mere people) are incapable of tremendous things. With this film, we are allowed to see his flaws, and all it did was give you an even greater appreciation for the things he did, wrote, and said. His passions are laid bare and you feel (as someone who truly loves movies) a kinship with the man he was.

It is heartbreaking that this documentary was skipped over when awards season came and passed. Because it is beautiful and touching. If you grew up like I did, watching Roger Ebert and Gene Siskel trading barbs on Siskel & Ebert, I heartily recommend watching this ode to a man that loved movies, his wife, his family, and life itself.

Eugene Siskel January 26, 1946 – February 20, 1999
Roger Ebert June 18, 1942 – April 4, 2013

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It Follows-Put this in your eyeholes!!


It Follows is what I want my horror to be. It is gorgeously shot. It contained homages to the genre and past time periods, while still feeling original and new. While it is a line of recent horror films using a synth score, I loved every second of it, and felt as though someone made it just for me.

it follows

Every single cast member in the movie shined. Everyone felt truly human and real. There was no stilted dialogue, the youths in the film felt honest and earnest in the way that only 16 to 22 year old’s can sound. Even the girl randomly reading from The Idiot by Fyodor Dostoyevsky, reminded me of myself at 19 when you discover art films and philosophy and you are blown away by ideas that are all so enlightening and insightful to you. When life hasn’t worn off your shiny yet and created that air of disdain that will certainly come later. I have always had a theory that you have a time limit for exposure to things like Eraserhead, and the like, that are surreal and bleak so you create all the little receptors in your brain to enjoy them for the rest of your life. That if you go past that more innocent time before exposing yourself to them, you are too jaded to accept them just as they are and truly love them. I think a sort of patience for that sort of storytelling is lost as you age, it’s a muscle you have to use not to lose.

Another wonderful little touch reminded me of ET where the entire movie is shot at the level of the children, or perhaps Spike Lee’s Crooklyn when the kids visit the family out in the suburbs and the style of the movie entirely changes to show that the kids are out of their element, and are somewhere that feels so alien to them. Anytime the movie focuses on the adults, or people out of the primary cast of characters, the focus gently changes and it’s as though you are seeing them out of the corner of your eye. It is a wonderfully subtle touch.



My friend Michael commented, as we were leaving the theater and I was discussing how so many pieces from the movie reminded me of the poverty of my childhood, that of course when your wood paneled console television dies, you simply set the new television atop it. He said that the movie reminded him so very much of his teens, I completely agreed. Though there are touches that I think will only be noticed by people of our age (little pieces like the televisions that are so blatantly late 70s early 80s with it’s VHF and UHF knobs), it is all done in the vein that is used with children’s television where there is an undercurrent of adult humor that doesn’t interfere with the children’s enjoyment at all, but allows those in the know to get a special, for us, in-joke. This is not hampered at all by all the nods to Carpenter’s The Thing and Halloween.

I sat in the theater watching in a panic filled dread for most of the movie. To me that is fear; fear is in the waiting. It isn’t in the gore, or splatter, or spelled out explanations. My imagination of what could be coming, or what could happen, is the best tool that you can use against me. I absolutely loved everything about this movie, and can’t wait to both see it again and happily own it.

One last shoutout; Maika Monroe is an amazing talent and an actor to watch for in the future. If you haven’t seen her performance in The Guest, get off you ass and watch it this very instant. I cannot wait to see what she does next.

So I recommend this movie with high pitched squees, please go see this in the theater so we will continue to get imaginative unique movies which buck the big studio trends that only barter in mediocrity with characterless pretty faces and scripts we have seen a million times. We horror fans deserve more, and this movie delivers.


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WMF – The Night of the Demons


Blatantly stolen from Michael Montoure’s Tumblr:
Night of the Demons!

Here’s a little context for last night’s liveblogging:

Usually, the horror movies at jenniferlovely‘s weekly Friday night gatherings are ones she has carefully curated and chosen, quality movies she can stand behind. But occasionally, when she’s feeling indulgent, she’ll show movies requested by others ….

As was the case last night, when we saw Night of the Demons, a 1998 supernatural slasher flick that really wants to be Evil Dead when it grows up, just because gothiccharmschool really wanted to watch it.

It’s …. it’s not a good movie. But we certainly had a fun time watching it.

In attendance: the aforementioned jenniferlovely and her Don’t Read The Latin podcast co-host michaelmontoure ; gothiccharmschool and her brother fanboy-news-network ; and our friends Kevin, Liz, and Sean.

If you missed our snarky, context-free quotes last night, you can check out our posts tagged “night of the demons.”

Tune in Monday for the next episode of the podcast, when we’re talking about Guilty Pleasure Horror Movies! (We definitely feel guilty about watching this one, but we’re not 100% sure about the “pleasure” part.)

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TONIGHT: Fessenden’s HABIT unspools at the Sunshine Theater, NYC

Fessenden’s HABIT unspools (on Blu-ray) at the Sunshine Theater (143 E Houston St, New York, NY 10002) Tonight, 8 March 2015 at 8:30 PM. Evening Kicks off with Abel Ferrara’s THE ADDICTION at 7PM and concludes with Leif Jonker’s DARKNESS at 10:30. Fessenden to attend.


“you get a sense of the immediacy of the city, it’s rush and loneliness… keeps you guessing until the final shot of the film. It’s a wild ride, and the honesty of every portrayal and actor is what keeps you on board. “

Jenga Loves Movies, March 3 2015

(content shown above reposted from Glass Eye Pix here.)

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Larry Fessenden’s Habit


Rob G from Icons of Fright and Killer POV has been talking about 1995’s Habit since I started listening to the Killer POV podcast. I really wanted to watch it, but it was a little hard to find. It’s not streaming anywhere and the price point was just a little more than I wanted to pay for a single DVD. I was also a little nervous because I had recently disappointingly rewatched The Addiction from the same year. While The Addiction hadn’t been a favorite of mine when it had come out, I had respected it. Its rewatch made me feel like I was seeing a philosophy student’s first art film. Where you have trouble watching the screen because your eyes are rolling so hard at all the references to Sartre and Dante and quotes like, “Kierkegaard was right, there is an awful precipice before us; but he was wrong about the leap, there’s a difference between jumping and being pushed.”
Oh sweetie-pants, you are adorable.

So I started Habit with a bit of trepidation, but my fears quickly fell away. Habit has that same artiness and is one of those mid-90s films made by screenwriters that love their words a little too much. But it has an essence that elevates it beyond all of its individual pieces. As they walk around New York City it feels like you can almost smell the stench of garbage and exhaust. And you get a sense of the immediacy of the city, it’s rush and loneliness. How you build communities with your friends, that sometimes lift you up but also sometimes bury you in the mire. My early 20s are so tied into this period of time it felt almost uncannily like I was seeing my own memories of friends, cheap beer, cheap bars, my own sense of aimlessness.

And the sense of reality is at odds with the sensation of questioning what is and isn’t real. Is the primary character Sam a reliable narrator? Is he lost in his poor choices and addictions? Is he crazy, is he a victim, is this real? And it keeps you guessing until the final shot of the film. It’s a wild ride, and the honesty of every portrayal and actor is what keeps you on board. For me it was like revisiting my life 20 years ago, and it made me appreciate my now. Feeling really happy to have a sense of self that I didn’t have then, because I was still working on becoming the adult I was trying to be.

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