Hosts: TJ, Brett, & Krissy This week on the show: Segment One: Brett's a little lost but gets to play boss man for a little bit at work. We discuss fun with Human Resources. Whether you're 2 or 72, please be aware of your surroundings! Day care children love bidets! Bowling sadness for The Nine Pins. Plus, an update on the Lilac City Comic Con in June leads to a visit from our friend, Pinhead. Segment Two: FGS brings us a fine Florida woman who tries to play off a crack pipe for a sex toy. HOT TAKES brings us another slew of celebrity passings. A two-fer of reviews as the gang looks at the premier episode of The Last Of Us as well as the modern classic, Hobo With A Shotgun. Segment Three: TJ and Brett continue their winning streak against The Hive Mind as REDDIT FUN asks “What mainstream movie title sounds like a porn movie title?” Plus, PICKS O' THE WEEK leads to a discussion about Ron Jeremy's recent medical diagnosis and Peter Notrh's legal problems and how they are monsters in the real world. God bless Randy West! It's THE QUAD M SHOW!
We dive back in to the world of Pinhead with Josh's choice, "Hellraiser: Bloodline" (1996)! Does the fourth movie in the franchise hold up? Come find out with us! Part of the Morbidly Beautiful Podcasting Network! Go to the all-new www.aaspookshow.com & join our Patreon for bonus episodes & content over at https://www.patreon.com/aaspookshow & follow us on Twitter @AASpookshow as well as Facebook, Instagram, TikTok, Slasher & our YouTube channel by searching All-American Spookshow Podcast. Email us at email@example.com with questions & comments, and be sure to leave us a 5-star review on Apple Podcasts & Spotify! Here's the link to the movie trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=epYPLH6k4Qk LINKS: https://linktr.ee/aaspookshow
Freddy, Jason, Leatherface, Michael Myers, and Pinhead. These icons of the modern age of horror have become their own mythology. They seem to have been around forever, and each of them has something that has kept them alive and kicking (well sort of) for decades for horror movie fans. Over the last few years, we've seen that very thing happen thanks to a very creepy clown in a very tiny hat. David Howard Thornton took over the role of Art The Clown in the feature film Terrifier and has since built himself into one of the new favorites of the horror landscape. And we're going to do so with the man himself because, as it turns out…as silent as Art is, the man behind the clown loves to talk.
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After Freddy vs Jason released in 2003, fans eagerly awaited more versus films featuring other famous horror icons. But what they don't know is just how close we were to a John Carpenter directed and Clive Barker written film, featuring the two of the biggest villains in horror clashing with each other. I'm of course talking about Michael vs Pinhead.
Recorded LIVE during THE MOVIE CRYPT's 7th annual YORKIETHON, actor Doug Bradley (“Pinhead” from the HELLRAISER franchise, NIGHTBREED, WRONG TURN 5, PUMPKINHEAD: ASHES TO ASHES) joins Adam, Joe, and Arwen to discuss his career journey. From his humble beginnings as a theater actor in Liverpool where he first met Clive Barker… to the realization that acting was his one and only true calling… to the lifelong friendships he formed as part of “The Dog Company” local theater group and the career spanning creative partnerships that spawned from that special moment in time… to breaking the news to his parents that he was going to pursue acting and their reaction to him entering such an unforgiving profession… to the birth of HELLRAISER when Clive Barker first mentioned that he was working on putting together a low budget British horror film and that “there may be a part in it for you”… to the differences between crafting a performance for the stage versus the camera… to the many challenges created by performing under such heavy make-up/prosthetics (Doug could barely see anything at all while wearing the “Pinhead” contacts!)… to seeing the very first test footage of himself as “Pinhead”… to the lasting legacy of HELLRAISER… this conversation with one of the genre's true icons was one of the many highlights of YORKIETHON 7! Joe even learns the answer to a burning question he's had for about 30 years regarding “Pinhead's” voice during an appearance on MTV! Adam and Joe begin this episode with a recap of YORKIETHON 7. For a more complete breakdown of THE MOVIE CRYPT's 7th annual marathon to benefit Save A Yorkie Rescue (including the full list of all 74 guests who appeared) click here: http://ariescope.com/2022/12/11/yorkiethon-7
This week, no, this whole month we are looking at the Hellraiser series! We will be capping down at least the first 4 movies of Clive Barker's masterpiece and the franchise it spawned. We start with the original film and talk about how it works so well on it's own and as a great lesson on making films on a tight budget with one location! So join us as we meet Doug Bradley's Pinhead and the rest of the cenobites as we cenobite into 2023! Also check out my movies: https://tubitv.com/search/andrew%20jara And my short films: https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLPWCT9-_mH86DTh2V3S7J7XtSTdNQ-FML And our youtube channel: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC_vGxV9ztMYplzLGnzpiiJw
2022 gave us some truly remarkable films. Whether it was the boy crazy adventure, Turning Red, a return to Pandora with The Way of Water or the reawakening of Pinhead with Hulu's Hellraiser. 2022 also had its fair share of cinematic blunders. Join Captain Nostalgia and JB Huffman, of Manly Movies (https://apple.co/3VzC2eM), count down their picks for the top 10 worst movies of this past year. We're hitting everything from Christmas movies, superhero movies and yes, sadly even the horror genre. Which movie(s) made your top 10 worst movies list?If you or someone you know is reading this right now and struggling with suicide, depression, addiction, or self-harm - please reach out. Comment, message, or tweet at us. Go to victimsandvillains.net/hope for more resources. Call the suicide lifeline at 988. Text "HELP" to 741-741. There is hope & you DO have so much value and worth!Check Out Our Sponsors: Convicted Printing: https://www.convictedprinting.com/, Fierce Literature: https://www.fierceliterature.com/, Diabolik DVD:https://www.diabolikdvd.com/This episode of Victims and Villains is written by Josh “Captain Nostalgia” Burkey. It is produced by Burkey. Music by Mallory Jameson (https://bit.ly/expandmal), Purple Planet (https://bit.ly/ppcoms) & Sofia Talvik (https://music.sofiatalvik.com/). Help us get mental health resources into schools and get exclusive content at the same time. Click here (http://bit.ly/vavpatreon) to support us today!
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Ah the holidays, the time of the year when we all get to contribute to our capitalist hellscape of a society by buying our love with gifts…but have you ever wondered what would happen if your gifts came alive? If you thought that was a better plot for 1989's Puppet Master you would be correct! Puppet Master introduces the world to Andre Toulon and his murderous puppets with fantastic Mortal Kombat names like “Blade” and “Leech Woman”. Unfortunately, this entry of Puppet Master also has a very convoluted plot dealing with a group psychic frienemies and zombies…kinda. It's very rare that the first entry intro a franchise is weak with subsequent sequels being better. So grab your group of psychic frienemies as we take a trip to Bodega Bay to hang out with The Puppet Master. WE ARE ON TIKTOK! In an effort to appease our Gen Z, we are now on tiktok! Hope over and follow us to watch our attempt to create viral tiktok videos! Check us out @cinemapsychosshow MERCH AND ANNOUCEMENTS Our co-host, John Wooliscroft, has a brand new film channel on youtube. Check it out and Subscribe at J DUB'S VIDEO NASTIES Use the coupon code "psychosnation" and save 25% on our TeePublic Store! Sign up for PSYCHOS NATION: Our Monthly Newsletter HELP US SPREAD THE MADNESS! Help us spread the madness by tweeting! Click here to post a tweet! Did you really like this episode? If so consider leaving us a rating, a review, or subscribe! WAYS TO SUBSCRIBE TO THE CINEMA PSYCHOS SHOW! Apple Podcasts Stitcher Spotify Pandora Android RSS Feed FEEDBACK AND CONTACT US Gotta a movie or question you want to throw our way? Or did we trash one of your favorite films and you want to know where to send a dead horse. Either way, drop us a line! We welcome your questions and dead horses. NEW !!! Leave us voicemail! - @Speakpipe Email firstname.lastname@example.org Twitter - @psychosshow Facebook - @psychosshow Instagram - @psychosshow Website - cinemapsychosshow.com Brian Cottington - @briancottington John Wooliscroft - @theunrealjwools Epicast Network - epicastnetwork.com Theme Music: TITLE: “Red Alert” AUTHOR: Jack Waldenmaier PUBLISHER: Music Bakery Publishing (BMI) WARNING: UNAUTHORIZED USE OF THE MUSIC CONTAINED IN THIS PRODUCTION IS SUBJECT TO CRIMINAL PROSECUTION. All copyrights, licensing, duplication and distribution rights are held exclusively by Music Bakery Publishing (BMI). 214-636-5887 musicbakery.com
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I Think He Blew a Transformer. Rated RRR. Who got time to read 7 books? You can Liquid Dance if you want to, you can leave your poop behind. THEN YOU CAN'T EAT RICE! STOMACH NUETRAL FOOD ONLY. Now it's in 4 parts. Would you like Sushi with your Sushi?? I want Pinhead and the Lady with the Vagina in her neck. Mister Boom Tastic, Something Fantastic. Give Peace and James Gunn a Chance! Taking the D out of Dunkin'. Gettin' Off Easy for Christmas. Definitely not stained glass. Excited or Weird with Stephen and more on this episode of The Morning Stream.
I Think He Blew a Transformer. Rated RRR. Who got time to read 7 books? You can Liquid Dance if you want to, you can leave your poop behind. THEN YOU CAN'T EAT RICE! STOMACH NUETRAL FOOD ONLY. Now it's in 4 parts. Would you like Sushi with your Sushi?? I want Pinhead and the Lady with the Vagina in her neck. Mister Boom Tastic, Something Fantastic. Give Peace and James Gunn a Chance! Taking the D out of Dunkin'. Gettin' Off Easy for Christmas. Definitely not stained glass. Excited or Weird with Stephen and more on this episode of The Morning Stream.
On this episode, we talk about the Rob Zombie film Lords of Salem, play a new segtivity called “Rhyming is a Neat Thing For Me” and perform Sheridan's Trash Bloods Original Sequel of “Pinhead and Butterball Meet Krampus: A Christmas Story.” Enjoy, Trash Buds!
Remember that time Pinhead went viral and created an online multiplayer experience that beckoned Henry Cavill and his friends to a Hellraiser rave? This week's guest does — come let the esteemed Rosie Knight convince you that Hellraiser: Hellworld is the most slept-on sequel in the franchise.
Adam and Dr Drew open the show harkening back to some of the parody songs of their youth leading Adam to examine how the evolution of language is being used to obfuscate the meaning. Later, Dr Bruce aka Dr Spaz fills in for Dr Drew as he and Adam discuss the legitimacy of turning left against a red arrow and the groupthink that prevents others from using their own judgment. Finally, Adam and Drew discuss tweets from President Trump suggesting that he would place a wholesale ban on transgendered people serving in the military and explore how the terms surrounding those communities have changed over the years.
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Women making bad decisions. Cáel to the rescue? What?By FinalStand. Listen and subscribe to the podcast at Steamy Stories.-There is nothing wrong being a Lucky Bastard. It is wrong to rely on it-(Monday later)Buffy had finally dismissed me when Katrina summoned me to her office. Ignoring me getting into an altercation…in the Full-Blood gym…yet again, I had a good day. No property damage, lost items, or physically damaged employees. Ragged by most people’s standards, but a good day for me at Havenstone. I still had a chance to walk out under my own power.Katrina motioned me to come to her desk. Upon my arrival, she slid a tablet over to me with a single icon on the screen. I tapped it. Aya’s face appeared as the vid-mail began. She was glowing. There was tent fabric in the background so I had no idea of her geographic location. I didn’t care.“Hey!” she squeaked. “I’m doing great at camp. I met three girls who are as small as me and we’ve formed our own squad; the Fatal Squirts.” I chuckled.I had encouraged her to steal strength from her perceived weaknesses. She had to believe in herself then take that as she built up her skills. I had faith in her when no one else did.“I showed some of my councilors a picture of you. I think you would get into trouble if you came here. I want you to come, but I thought it was only fair to warn my favorite bed-buddy,” she giggled.“Send me a message when you can. I understand there will be a delay as the messages have to be physically delivered. I know you are doing okay. If not, hold off your vengeance until I can return and guard your back. I love you, Cáel. Be well,” she smiled as her picture faded into darkness.“Ah damn,” I whispered. Aya looked good; confident, upbeat and spirited. “Katrina, can I make a message for her right now?” I begged.“Of course,” she gave me an approving tilt of the head. “I think the courier is still in the building.”“Cool. What do I do?” I urged.“Use the webcam; make a message and forward it to my computer,” Katrina told me. “I’ll take it from there.” I made the message, pretty much updating her on my latest exploits with limited editing. Aya was a surprisingly innocent yet worldly 9 year old.Much of that came from being Katrina’s and Desiree’s niece; mainly Katrina’s. It gave her access to tidbits of sensitive data from time to time. Not so much she was a real security threat. Enough so that she got some things confused; like what sex was truly about. I felt in my soul she’d be a great Amazon one day. I didn’t remind her of that much. She had enough pressure for a kid her age.“You are seeing Oneida now?” a frosty voice unnerved me. It was Buffy.“Fuck,” I jumped up. “Damn Buffy, stop sneaking up on me like that, or I’m going to start thinking you are a stalker.”“I am stalking you, Einstein,” Buffy menaced.“I’m glad we got that out of the way,” I rolled my eyes. “Oh look! It’s Daphne coming to my rescue. I am so out of here,” I exulted. I edged passed Buffy, slipped her attempt to grab my arm and raced for the ‘new hires’ at the elevator.“Get back here, you Cock-sucker!” Buffy howled as she chased me down.May miracles never cease. Daphne, Violet and Tigger formed an Amazon (I wasn’t sure if I could consider them 'human’ yet) shield between my frail form and the hulking brute that was Buffy.“Calm down, Buffy,” Daphne pleaded. “He fought Elsa today; again.”“Get out of my way,” Buffy snarled.“Thank God you stopped her,” I huffed to Dora. “I hope to she never finds out that I soaped up Elsa’s entire body while we were sharing a shower together.” Daphne turned and gave me an incredulous look.“Cáel, you are a Dumb-ass,” Daphne sighed. Looking to Buffy as she stood aside. “Have at.”“Are you mental?” Fabiola chimed in. The elevator doors finally opened, Buffy shoved me in and the rest of the posse followed. Helena joined us at the last second.“He’s taunting me,” Buffy responded to Fabiola while using her middle finger to poke my chest. “At this rate I am going to have to devastate a dozen male escorts so I can make it the remaining the 69 more days until he’s mine again.”“Is he really that good?” Paula wondered. Buffy twisted around to confront her.“He hammered me so hard, I thought he’d dislocate my hips. Later, we spent an entire hour, naked, wrapped up in each other’s bodies with no actual penetration; touching, tasting and whispered affections,” Buffy curled her lip. “He’s better than you could possibly imagine.”“You realize we have 27 seconds left, right?” I reminded Buffy.“Really?” Buffy’s head snapped back to me. I nodded and she jumped my bones. She had her hand down my pants, pulling on my rod, and the other grabbing the back of my head to deepen our kiss.For my part, I had my left hand on her breast and the right down the back of her pants, fondling a panty-covered ass cheek. In a culture where you summoned a male, ordered him to perform and he did so the same exact way he’d done a dozen times before, what Buffy and I were doing didn’t make sense.The two of us didn’t give up an ounce of control yet meshed perfectly. Our pleasure was obvious, vocal and we didn’t give a damn about the crowd around us. Buffy and I had created our own little lust-bubble. The chimer went off. We settled down and straightened up our clothes.“Fuck it all; that’s some good dicking,” Buffy mumbled. That was an inside joke between me, Timothy, my big, gay, buff tattoo-artist roommate, and the few women he chose to share that descriptive with; 'a good dicking’. We tumbled out of the elevator.“Is he always like that?” Fabiola mumbled.“He’s a whole lot better with his clothes off,” Buffy sneered at Fabiola. Sometimes I’m a super-selfish bastard; I want life to cut me some slack. Waiting for us was Oneida…in biker clothing. That would have merely been bad, dangerous and creepy except I was dressed in work clothes.I was planning to meet some of the guys (all two of them) for some after-work drinks. The encounter went from not-good to horribly awkward. Oneida had checked up on me, been told how I got to and from work as well as when I left. Unfortunately, she hadn’t checked my social calendar; mainly because I didn’t keep one; sophomore year mistake.If a girl is in your apartment, she will find the thing you don’t want her to find…every single time. I burned my diary and unfriended everybody after that final, hospital-resulting episode.“Hi,” I greeted Oneida. She’d figured out she’d screwed up something fierce. “What bike do you use? I have a Specialized STSE hybrid. Maybe we can use some paths one weekend.”I was trying to diffuse her embarrassment. We were two bikers talking about bikes. Nothing wrong with that.“I have a Specialized Source…” she got out then realized how BAD that sounded. She had the exact same bike as me…how bizarre? Unless you had somebody come down and take a look at what I bicycle I used.Time to save the day.“Do you want to make a date for 6:30 am on Saturday?” I suggested. “Provided this wacky place hasn’t offed, or misplaced me by then.”“Ah; that would be nice,” Oneida rebounded happily. “The date, that is.”“Whoa Oneida, what are you doing with this guy?” Brian derided me as he walked up. I wanted to say, 'Brian, you’ve insulted a princess of the Amazon people. Please continue making an ass of yourself and give Trent and Khalid my regards’. I didn’t.“This is Cáel Nyilas. He’s a real player,” Brian smirked. “You can do better than him.”Oh yeah, Oneida and Brian were co-workers; 'new hires’ in Acquisitions.“Brian, it took you three days to even use my name,” Oneida gave Brian a neutral stare. “I love Cáel. He saved my life and he sees the real me.” For the love of all that’s holy, someone shoot me in the head right now. I could hear the nearly subsonic growls emanating from Buffy.Brian looked at me, laughed and went to put an arm around Oneida’s shoulder. After all, if I could pick her up, it should be effortless for him to take her away, right? Dumb-shit. Laughing at me was okay. Laughing at…then I noticed the two chicks in black leather standing about doing their best (until a second ago) to go unnoticed.Cáel had gotten away with such familiarity because Cáel had risked his life to save their Princess. Brian Fung? He barely knew her name and they worked together. These weren’t even SD chicks; they were something else. My guess was Arinniti House Guard. Did Katrina’s House Epona have a house guard?Sure, I imagine they did. They were probably with the rest of House Epona where ever they lived. It wasn’t like the whole kit and caboodle was here in NYC. That would have been foolish. If Caitlyn, Aya’s mom, had a security issue, she called us at Havenstone HQ, less than four kilometers away. Without a doubt, Elsa would stop by and kick ass for her.I gave Brian this much; he had a working set of eyes. The second those two harbingers of death began closing in, Brian back-pedaled.“Hey Brian, let’s go grab some drinks,” I offered him a graceful exit.“Sounds good,” Brian tried to sound cool.“Oneida, take care,” I nodded to my new romantic stalker. “Ladies,” to my 'new hire’ crew. “Buffy,” to my sometimes boss, “remember you are still hot for a…mature chick.”“You are going die a long, torturous and extremely painful death,” Buffy sizzled.“What? Are you going to make me eat your cooking?” I laughed.Buffy didn’t articulate a counter before Brian and I slipped outside.“Cáel, who was that woman?” Brian whispered.“Which one? You need to be more specific. My erotic malfeasances are terribly confusing.”“The one you insulted,” Brian said. “The last one you insulted,” he clarified.“Buffy. She’s one of my bosses,” I grinned. “She loves me. She’s even promised to play the bagpipes at my funeral. Personally I think that’s because she doesn’t want to risk anyone hearing me pounding on the coffin lid, trying to get out.”“You are not going to make it the full 84 days with that attitude,” Brian lectured me.“Trent has already been promoted,” Brian continued. “I am regularly referred to as indispensable in my work reviews. Felix works closely with Ms. Pharos at all times. You seem to be the only one of us having…issues with Havenstone. Hell, they even shot you and you sat back and took it. I doubt your complacent attitude impressed anyone much.”No mention of poor Khalid. How quickly they forget. Trent had been 'promoted’ to Southeast Asia alright. I looked it up; there are around 10,000 islands between Indonesia and the Philippines. Sure some were small spits of land with a few trees. I had little doubt one of the good-sized one was a jungle of a different sort.Certainly Executive Services sent Trent’s belongings somewhere. I’d never tried to find out. What would I have done with the knowledge? Brooke didn’t care and I didn’t know his family. Brian and I went to the same yuppie bar as last time. I was with Brian this time, so I abandoned him as quick as I could.Why? At the far end of the bar, talking the bar-back was my Delivery Girl; aka the person who did the home liquor delivery to Libra’s place. Half way down the bar, she sensed me looking at her. The bar-back followed her gaze. He wasn’t happy with me. DG simply didn’t recognize me so I held up my valise over my groin.Confusion; surprise; acknowledgment that despite our surroundings, I wasn’t worried about being seen with her. She had her hand truck; she had to make a front door delivery this time.“Remember me?” I smiled.“Cáel Nyilas; the Pillow Guy,” she snickered. “How did that work out for you?”The bar-back was broadcasting his displeasure at some upper class shmuck cutting in on his action. DG caught that.“Jason, this is Cáel,” she introduced me. “We last met under unusual circumstances.”“What kind of name is Cáel?” Jason remarked.“An unfortunate one,” I snorted. “You try explaining to your kindergarten teacher that it is 'c-a-e-l’. Of course, I wasn’t 'Bomophoto’ either. She had it worse than I did.”Jason searched me out to see if I was pulling one over on him. I wasn’t. Bomo and I bonded over our linguistic misfortune. She moved to Santa Fe in the third grade. I wonder if she grew up to be hot looking. Oink.“I’ll give you that,” he chuckled. “Why did you get branded?”“Mom was Irish, my Dad was in love with her so I got the cultural emersion, minus the Guinness,” I shrugged. “By the way…” I looked back to the lady.“Katy Lee Baker,” she batted her eyelashes. We shook hands.“How did it go?” I picked up her question. “Sex, chopped fruit, your drinks, more sex and back to the clinic before eleven.”“Have you talked to them since?” Katy inquired somewhat seductively.“Perhaps. I don’t like to kiss and tell,” I evaded.“I’m curious because two of the three arrived five minutes before you did and they appear somewhat unhappy with you right now,” she smirked. “You can look over your shoulder if you don’t believe me.” Sure enough, there was Felix, Brian, Brooke, Libra and…I think her name was Gene. I waved then turned back to my current two conversationalists.“So Jason, what do you like to do?” I asked the guy.“Huh; what? I work,” he replied.“I mean bike, try ethnic food, go to the gym; stuff like that,” I teased him.“I work six days a week…but usually one or two are afternoon shifts. Me and some buddies play some pick-up basketball,” Jason told me.“Great. You’d pick a sport I suck at,” I set the bait. If Jason thought I sucked, he’d invite me to play. That’s how it worked. I was pretty good at basketball considering I’d spent the last four years playing with girls; on the court. Girls play some mean ball. They also didn’t shy away from putting an elbow into my nuts if they felt like it.“I’m not sure I live in a neighborhood you’d be comfortable visiting,” Jason threw up a roadblock. I had him on this one. I showed him my ID. It had the right address; wrong apartment number. “Shit dude, that place is about as rough as my home turf.”“I get paid a quarter million a year to taste test for hexafluoride in Chinese imports,” I joked.“Really?” Katy chuckled.“It’s a growth industry; if you consider tumors to be growth,” I was faux-serious.“Mr.; Cáel,” Jason looked over my shoulder. “I think one of those chicks is about to come over here and kill you. You best hop to it.”“Which one? The brunette, or the russet-colored (Libra)?” I inquired.“The brunette wants attention and the russet wants to push a red hot poker up your ass,” Jason gave me his experienced opinion. Heading over there was going to be 'fun’.“Give me a call some time, Jason. Nice to see you again, Katy Lee,” I waved good-bye.“You know the staff here?” Libra spat.“That was the girl who delivered the liquor to your place, Libra,” I sighed. “I said 'hi’.”“It takes you an awful lot of words to say 'hello’,” Brian gave a false smile. Libra was positioned next to Brian. Her anger with me plus his 'sexy’ put her there.Brooke shifted as I joined their chair-less center table. She was putting enough distance between us to show everyone she was independent yet close enough to give warning signs to other woman that I was in her sights, if not her outright possession. I was better looking than Brooke had counted on. More 'fun’ was coming down the pipeline.Gene was here on another date with Felix, or so she thought. Poor Gene. Felix was most likely an excellent fuck. What she didn’t appreciate was that Felix was not only a competitor, he was the kind of athlete who had to win. Second place was what you called the first loser. Gene was about to be educated in this personal idiocentricity.Now that I was on stage, Felix made his move on Brooke. Gene? He’d let her in on a three-way if he was feeling personally Hernán Cortés-like. Felix had to have Brooke. I hadn’t dumped Brooke, according to Gene, so he wasn’t getting my castoffs; he was stealing my prize. The flaw in this plan was my whole viewpoint on monogamy. I didn’t much care for it. Brooke was a grown woman and could make her own choices.Felix made his move. Damn, he was smooth. He had Brooke wrapped up and pulled tight without Gene even being aware she’d been dumped. Enter the train wreck named Nicole. She was the criminal defense attorney who I’d fucked in a stall in the women’s bathroom of this place. She hadn’t tried to contact me and I hadn’t worried about her. Hook-ups were like that.She’d been close by, respecting Brooke’s signs and not stopping by to say hello. Then Felix launched his master plan and I was suddenly freed up. Nicole had gotten a rough fucking and liked it, I could tell.“Cáel Nyilas,” Nicole swooped in. “How have you been?”“The normal. Menace to society, disrespectful of authority and being annoying to random strangers,” I teased. “You?”“I’m a lawyer fighting the irresistible lure of evil. The usual,” she joked back. “What have you been doing wrong? As I recall, last time you were doing everything right?”Yes, a good dicking indeed. I was going to relate this encounter to Timothy just so he could shoot me with his Nerf gun. He’d shoot me anyway, but it was nice of me to give him an excuse from time to time.“I’ve been sending sexually suggestive letters to ADA Feinstein,” I offered. “Does that count?”“Oh really?” she seemed surprised. “Why don’t you come by my table real quick and let me introduce you to some of my colleagues.” I wasn’t going to be rude.“Gang, this is Nicole,” I introduced her to my table. “She’s an attorney at a prestigious law firm that probably has more dead partners than living ones and offices in Papua New Guinea and a few dozen other places you’ve never heard of. I’ll be right back.”“You are a nut,” Nicole bumped me as we weaved our way to her buddies. “Ladies, this is Cáel Nyilas. I think I mentioned him once.” By the looks on their faces, once had been enough. “This is Zelda, Marsha, Phyllis, and Rivka; Rivka Feinstein, ADA for New York County,” (that’s Manhattan for us hicks).“Ah crap,” I exclaimed. That wasn’t what they expected.“I confess,” I looked at Nicole, “I saw the name in an article on the back of the Village Voice. Sadly, they had R. Feinstein and I stupidly assumed it was a guy.”“Oh my God! You’re gay?” Zelda and Phyllis despaired.“While my life would a whole lot easier if I was, I’m straight; not even bi-curious. My roommate, Timothy; never Tim; is and he was reading it while I was working out. It sort of stuck in my mind,” I admitted.“How did my name come up in conversation?” Rivka inquired.“Cáel is a pathological liar,” Nicole teased me.“Not true,” I protested. “I’m allergic to excessive honesty. That’s totally different.”“I’d like to put you on the witness stand,” Zelda gave me those bedroom eyes.“You and about a 150 other women,” I groaned.“150?” Rivka choked.“Yep. The rest already know I’m guilty,” I muttered.“Are you of weak moral fiber?” Phyllis joined the game. We were all having a blast.“Sorry, but no. I’m saving up for some. Currently I’m without morals…or scruples. Any suggestion which one I should purchase first?”“You are a great guy,” Rivka snickered. “Why aren’t you dating somebody?”“Shall we revisit my lack of morals and scruples?” I answered.“So you are a player?” Nicole nudged me. She wanted to play alright.“How to put this…I’m a wonderful lover and a lousy boyfriend,” I told them.“I was an eighteen year old virgin. In the past four years, I have betrayed every woman I’ve ever dated, save one; my first love,” I explained.“Why didn’t you betray her?” Phyllis prodded. “Don’t tell me she’s dead.”“No, she’s fine,” I replied. “She was the one who told me to date other women.”“That’s harsh,” Zelda commiserated. She thought Kimberly had dumped me.“Oh no,” I corrected her. “We stayed together until I graduated last month. Four of the best years of my life. When she told me to date other women it was because I was killing her. I have a voracious sexual appetite and she was desperate for a full night’s sleep.”“Do you ever go home alone?” Marsha joined in.“Does leaving a woman’s house at 1 a.m. count?” I requested.“Did she throw you out?” Rivka interrogated.“No. She and her sister were exhausted so I picked up my roommate and left,” I exaggerated.“Wait!” Nicole held up her hand. “Sisters…and you told us your roommate was gay?”“Morals and scruples,” I repeated. “See, I was dating one sister and the other sister wanted a date so I talked my gay roommate into being my wingman so I wouldn’t end up sleeping with them both. It didn’t work out so well. The second, older sister was horny, so my guy pretended to pass out.”“Have you ever considered you are a horrible person?” Marsha studied me.“Yes. Not only have I thought about, I’ve been told that a few dozen times. It usually is accompanied by 'I’m going to kill you’, or 'you had better make it up to me’.”“Have you ever been hurt?” Phyllis appeared concerned.“My body is a roadmap of poor decision making,” I responded.“What was the worst thing to ever happen to you?” Rivka grinned. Her ability to be deceptively pretty had to have made her a frightening lawyer.“When they were happening, I was a bit more concerned with what might happen to me as opposed to rating them,” I informed her.“Except for being shot with an arrow, being chased around naked with a hot poker and having my bed dowsed with lighter fluid while I was still in it were probably the worst,” I nodded. “I’ve been stabbed a few times, tasered, occasionally thrown out of a window not on the first floor and had bookcase dropped on me once, so I consider myself a connoisseur of ex-girlfriend vengeance.”“Have you ever been involved with a police proceeding?” Rivka became a tad bit more intense.“Nah,” shook my head. “I had it coming. As you said, I’m kind of a horrible guy.”“Domestic violence is no joking matter,” Nicole also became serious.“That’s unfair,” I countered. “I’m not so slavishly devoted to the law that I’d ruin some girl’s life because I was a total bastard.”“Domestic Violence laws are supposed to protect the innocent from the abusive,” I added. “I haven’t lied to you about my misadventures, but you should understand I chose to handle most of my problems myself. By the looks on your faces, you are about as disappointed in me as the policewoman I am currently seeing. This is who I am and I’m not going to apologize for it.”“Mind you, I’m not some gun-toting, roughneck Libertarian,” I clarified. “I believe in law, order and the justice system. If someone pulls out an AK-47 on me at a corner bodega, I’m making 9-1-1 my bitch on speed-dial. I don’t want to be a hero, or fulfill my organ donor card. I just don’t equate that to a girl kneeing me in the nuts because I slept with her best friend in her lingerie.”There was a pause as the ladies looked around. They were making an assessment of how much trouble I’d cause versus how much fun I would be. They all smiled at me. They always do.“Who was wearing the lingerie?” Zelda smirked.“I’ve worn women’s lingerie before, but it really wasn’t my thing,” I mused.“I’ll go through a lot for good sex,” I winked. “It was my girlfriend’s lingerie on her best friend.”“Wait,” Rivka noted. “Didn’t the best friend know you were dating the first girl?”“Yeah. I’m not sure why that never stops them,” I shrugged. “Around the fifth time I stopped worrying about it.”“Wow, do you have any idea how many women you’ve been with?” Rivka asked.“Do you always use protection?” Phyllis piled on.“Yes; 223 as of Friday. I’m hoping to break 300 before work replaces me with those guys from 'Hamster Dance’,” I told them. “And yes, I always use protection.”“I may not know where my partner has been, but I know where I’ve been and it scares me,” I snickered. “That’s why I always carry ten.”“Ten?” Nicole snorted. “Do you regularly check the expiration date, or are you that ambitious?”“Ambitious? I’d carry more except it’s hard to hide more than ten in a wallet; I’ve tried,” I sighed.“Have you ever run out?” Marsha snickered. Our snickering, chuckling and laughter were drawing stares.“Run out? Hell, I’ve gone door to door in a women’s dormitory at 2 a.m. trying to find some,” I related. “Ran into an old girlfriend doing that.” I slipped into a dreamy smile.“Why do I think that despite it being 2 a.m. in her dorm with you seeking a condom for use with a different woman, she wasn’t pissed?” Rivka giggled.“Oh God no,” I waved off. “She was freaking furious. That was some of the most intense 'I’m lonely and it’s all your fault’ sex I have ever been through.”“You have names for different kinds of sex?” Nicole was almost crying from laughing so hard.“Oh yeah. The first time I run across a different sexual experience, I slap a name on it so when it happens again, I know what to do,” I explained.“Isn’t every woman unique?” Zelda sniffled.“That sounds nice in a love song, but 'no’,” I smiled. “Women, and men, have a finite number things; needs and responses. Women can have different erogenous zones, but there all on the human body. Admittedly, it can be a bit like predicting the weather at times. It is not a perfect system by any means.”“What’s my 'thing’ then?” Nicole taunted. She didn’t think I could do it.“Sex has to be an accomplishment with you, Nicole,” I informed her. “You need to be engaged mentally as much as anything else. You need a poet who runs marathons. Otherwise you end up staring at the ceiling after sex wondering what better use you could have made of your time.”Silence. That was the norm for that kind of revelation. Women hated to be laid bare. They hated being misunderstood even more.“Nicole?” Rivka prodded her friend. Nicole remained silent. I knew that look.“Nicole, I’m bad news. Wouldn’t you prefer to keeps thing simple?” I hoped.I was wrong to hope. I kept praying they would go 'hey, great, mindless sex; let’s not blow it’, but they never did. I hated giving lame erotic encounters, despite the guarantee of anguish that always followed.“We could go out on a date and see how that works?” Nicole offered. Doom.“Cáel Nyilas; I’m in the book and I work for Havenstone Commercial Investments,” I stupidly replied. “You probably have a killer workload were as I spot-check children’s toys for WMDs. Give me a call when you have a night free.” How was it going to turn out? Sex, sex, sex, sex, sex; let’s make a commitment; you cheating fuck-nut! I hate you.Girls weren’t predictable; I was.“Cáel, we are going out to dinner, if you remember who you are supposed to be with,” Libra seethed as she and the others passed Nicole’s table.“Yup, gotta go where I’m not wanted. Nice seeing you again, Nicole,” I grinned. “Ladies, I hope it was a pleasure. It was for me. Good night.”Dinner; was; bad. Felix, hemorrhoid that he was, squashed Gene’s feeble attempts to draw him back to her as he made crystal clear that he was taking Brooke home; to fuck her into Paradise…instead of letting her go home with me. Problem being; Brooke wasn’t mine to take; never had been.For the first time in his life, I thought Brian was about to be screwed. Libra was past uber-bitchy by the fifth glass of wine. Brian held a pair of Jokers and thought he was the boss, like always. Libra had four Queens and would be screaming my name when she orgasmed; Brian was sexually proficient. He was also a misogynist, I was now sure, and Libra was going to make him squeal.Then she was going to grab up her clothes, storm out of Brian’s place and never want to talk with him again. It wasn’t that I was that unforgettable. I was that I knew what she wanted and had given it to her and not getting it Saturday afternoon while Brooke did was frosting her ass. What did that mean for me?For the first time in a long, long time, I was pissed with another guy. Trent really wasn’t worth my time, but Felix was about to cross my here-until-now unforeseen line of what guys did to girls. It was dawning on me that this was the result of me. Someone was doing something wrong to a girl because of me. It wasn’t my fault. Felix was being a jerk.That would be of cold comfort for Brooke. We split up after dinner. I didn’t have the heart to pick up Gene, who was easy prey right then. It was too much like what Felix thought he was doing to me. I took a cab to Havenstone, changed clothing and biked home. I barely had dinner ready for Timothy when he came through the door.“That’s not a look I’m used to seeing,” he remarked.“I should have beaten someone up,” I frowned, “but I didn’t and now some girl; Brooke; is going to have her heart kicked because of it.”“Was it something you did?” Timothy asked.“No. There is this guy at work who is using her to alpha-dog me,” I muttered.“Brooke?” Timothy was confused. “You hardly like her. What a sleaze (Felix). If it was Odette, first I’d slap you around for still being here. Then we’d go get him.”“I’m not even sure why I feel bad about this,” I grunted. “As you said, I hardly like her.”“It is called a conscience, Dimwit,” Timothy snorted. That didn’t help much. Conscience? Man, I’d stop my bike to run across a highway to move a tortoise off the road. I used to feed some of the Bolingbrook wild hares during the winter. I did humiliating crap for charity. I was never mean to a girl; only dishonest and unfaithful.Introspection got me nowhere. I was a cad. I’d been happy to be a cad for four years. I was going to be damned if my post-college life was going to be any different; all 68 remaining days of it. In my bedroom I discovered Odette had moved in during my absence. I doubted Timothy had been ignorant of all the stuff she deposited. What was going on with my life?I woke up when I heard keys in the door. It was a bit past eleven. I got up to check and sure enough, it was Odette. Timothy had given her a key. Odette had lived through a harrowing night, her boss was a dick and some of the customers were pure hell. I cuddled with her on the sofa while she unwound then we went to bed together. We didn’t have sex…(Tuesday)Around 1 a.m. I miraculously found myself awake and alert in bed. Odette was happily dreaming away. Something was gnawing at the back of my mind. I put a name to the emotion and a face to the fear. I called Brooke.“Hey Brooke,” I greeted her eight tries later. She was tired of sending me to voice mail.“What do you want?” she answered in a voice devoid of soul.“Fuck if I know,” I replied. “I suddenly woke up from a sound sleep thinking of you.”“I’m not interested,” she sighed.“I’m going to go out on a limb here. You don’t want to talk to anyone yet you want someone to help you understand what you are going through,” I gambled.That created a tiny tear in her shroud of depression. After five minutes, I got her to give me her address. She told me she wouldn’t answer the door. I told her I at least had to try. That got me to her place, 90 seconds of knocking got me inside and four minutes later, we were lying in bed with her sobbing on my chest.Half an hour later, she offered me sex. I told her to stop tempting me and if she only wanted me for sex, I wanted to be paid in chocolate. She giggled, took a few deep breaths and fell to sleep. Wow, I was in two different women’s beds in one night and not having sex in either. My watch alarm went off at 4:50 a.m. That meant no 'Marilyn’ call tonight.“Mmmm…” Brooke moved toward wakefulness. “Work?”“Afraid so,” I yawned.“We haven’t had sex,” he reminded me. I couldn’t stop being me.“That’s not why I came over here, Brooke,” I rolled onto my side so that our bodies were very close.“Never think I don’t want to have sex with you, but that’s not why I showed up last night,” I continued.“Why did you show up then?” she worried.“I have no clue. I’m like Felix; a player. Listen Brooke, I don’t consider you my woman,” I stated.“We had sex; we are lovers, but we’ve been thrown together by dire misfortune, not out of any common thread,” I reminded her. “I don’t expect you to have any sense of loyalty to me.” That phrase freed her up philosophically. That meant she could fuck me and not feel obliged to consider and discard any future for us because there was no realistic future that socially glued us into any acceptable form.“So I needed a shoulder to cry on and you showed up,” she mused.“Brooke, you are independent and strong-willed. The next guy you chose will be your choice,” I led her along. “Felix though; Felix is a serious player and he felt the need to add you to his list of conquests. I saw it happening and did nothing. Now I feel like crap for sitting back and ignoring the consequences.”“You knew Felix would turn me into a hash mark?” Brooke seemed depressed, not angry.“I knew he was trying to get at me,” I confessed. “He didn’t accept that you and I aren’t an item. A blonde co-worker; a high ranking supervisor actually; treated him like a bug in the communal showers yesterday while keeping close contact with me. Felix had to win. He had to show me he is the top dog.”“And I was the prize?” Brooke moped.“Not to me,” I whispered. Brooke looked hurt. “You are a woman. While you would look delectable in a big red ribbon, that’s not who you are. I don’t keep hash marks. I have a thing called a heart cord and it is solely for my use. Each binding represents a liaison; like a Quipus; an Incan memory knot.”Brooke really didn’t care. It sounded neat, it was romantic and the act was not demeaning to her. I could savor the memory of our encounter as long as I didn’t share it with my buddies. She wasn’t one of 'those’ girls.“You are very intelligent,” she murmured seductively.She didn’t care if I was the reincarnation of Benjamin Franklin, or some schmo in Afghanistan who made his living digging up (hopefully) spent ordinance of battlefields. Smoking hot, sexy, well-educated debutantes like Brooke could fuck finely-sculpted, 'smart’ guys like me. She could delude herself that I was rapidly upwardly mobile. My turn.“Brooke, I don’t want to get mixed up about us,” I evaded. 'Us’? There was no 'us’ and we both knew it. “If I caved in right now, I’m not sure I could forgive myself.” Yes I could.“I just want to feel like someone gives a damn about me,” Brooke whimpered. Good acting. We wrestled around; me trying to leave, but clearly not wanting to, while she physically enticed me.We ended up, me on top, pinning her wrists to either side of her head. Her legs were trapped between mine.“Make it up to me…please,” she pouted. She humped her pelvic bone playfully against my cock. “I know you want to help me out.” Good word usage on her part.“Brooke, this isn’t going to happen,” I gritted my teeth in frustration. Yes, it was going to happen. Her right leg began exerting steady pressure against my 'weak’ left leg. It slowly 'surrendered’ to her advance. Now she had on leg on the outside. My right leg held out a little longer yet Brooke was persistent.Now she could ground her finely groomed landing strip against my pulsating rod. I really, really wanted to fuck her now. I took my hands off her wrists, turned them into fists and placed the beneath each of her underarms.“Damn you,” I cursed her. Brooke was gyrating her crotch all over mine.With her hands released, Brooke could leverage her body up and trap my cockhead between her labia. They were thoroughly soaked with her honey so after my 'capture’ she drew more and more of my length in until I was completely incased. Brooke had won! She knew she’d won. Fuck Felix and his hash marks. I didn’t care so why should she?I made on last energetic yet futile effort to get away. Oddly, Brooke somehow end on top at the end of my exertion. I must be an awful wrestler…“No you don’t,” Brooke purred only millimeters from my lips. “You are not getting away.” That was Brooke tossing good ole Felix under the emotional bus.Felix the Player? She’d chalk it up to too much to drink and the hype being more than the man. How was this possible? Look at her. She’d thrown a known sexual dynamo down on her bed and was working his shaft over every G-spot in her vagina. Brooke still preferred a long, rough fucking to get her off. At the moment, she need reassurance more.Felix most assuredly made Brooke ride him. He kept her perpendicular to his hips and came up to suckle her teats when he wanted to, or watch them bounce as he lay back. He was great at sex, no doubt. The girl had to scream and howl; forgetting every other male she was ever with and making every other guy she’d be with later an automatic failure. To him, that was how he rated success.This resulted in me keeping Brooke close so I could make quick kisses to her very close lips. She’d playfully pull away; to put me in my place and remind me she was in charge; then she’d initiate the kiss. Our love-making was more rhythmic; less frantic. She was getting close.“Next…next time you fuck Felix,” I gasped. “Tell him…”“What makes; makes you think I’d; every sleep with him; again?” Brooke got feisty.“I bet he was good in bed and now that you have his measure,” I assured her. “You can take what pleasure you want and leave.” Brooke liked that. It was the whole independent woman thing.“Won’t you be jealous?” she panted.“I cannot constantly keep up with your sexual desires, Brooke,” I grunted. “I’ve been neglecting Libra.” Oh yeah, Libra. The girl she, Brooke, initially set me up with. Her Vassar classmate.“What about Felix,” she huffed and huffed. She was real close.“Off-handedly comment that he’s developing male pattern baldness,” I grinned. “Just to fuck with his head.” Felix was gorgeous. Better yet, Felix knew he was gorgeous. Hit him where it hurts. Brooke tried to giggle, but the surge of triumph overcame her and off she went. The problem was I was getting close and I didn’t have a condom on.“Brooke,” I inhaled deeply. She’d come to rest on my chest. “I’m about to…”“Oh,” she sighed happily. She reversed to the side as she slithered down my body. My cock went down her throat and I started petting her flank. Brooke wasn’t the very best, but, man o man, she was going to town on my dick.There was no doubt in my mind that her vaginal secretions didn’t bother her. I had to rush the experience because if I was late to work, Constanza make me stand beside the targets while she shot at them. If she was really pissed, she’d have me hold up targets in front me instead. I shot off, Brooke caught it all in her mouth then spit it into two tissues before tossing them in the trash.I caught her look. Trent and now Felix made her swallow. I didn’t care; which was yet another choice Brooke was free to make when making love to me. I jumped her. We had a little, tickle-nibble fight that ended in some kisses. I had to leave and Brooke made sure she was poised extra-sexy the last time I turned around to say goodnight and cut off the lights.“Ah damn,” I moaned before I left. I didn’t really like Brooke yet, by choosing to engage her in sex, I had accepted the task of making her happy. That was the reason Felix and I were going to fight. He’d use another human being to strike at me instead striking at me directly. To me, this was more than low character, it was an insult to my lifestyle.Felix should have checked his baggage at the door. Competing for the same lady was fine; even fun. Picking one to punish another…not cool. I had to think about my response as I barely made it in for my Constanza time. Wisely, I left my baggage at the door. These were firearms we were dealing with; a danger to me and the people around me.I was in my biking outfit today. More looks. The decision was that I’d go for my Glock-22, a 38 Ruger LCR back-up, a South Korean-made shotgun that looked like an M-16 and a very unhealthy looking device called a Heckler & Koch UMP 40 (which I had never even heard of). Wait…it got worse. I was scheduled for knife fighting training at 3 p.m.; every day for the foreseeable future.Constanza didn’t want to help me breath, much less train. That was okay. I left my shirt in the weapons’ room so the second I hit the shooting booth Magical Amazon Fey appeared to impart their wisdom, and body shapes to me. Oh God! I dropped a clip between my feet. The two ladies nearly head-butted in a race to get.The loser frowned. The winner was able to determine my ankles were strong, my calves were implant free; guys do that occasionally, and my thigh was definitely recovering. Without a doubt, my rod was happy to feel her hand. I retrieved my magazine from her unresisting hand. Then I did some shooting. With three clips I proved to be faster yet less accurate, more accurate yet slower and lastly a balance between the two.I wasn’t better than yesterday. It was yesterday. I did marginally worse with the .38 Ruger, better with the shotgun and I had a blast with the H&K. Was I accurate? NO…but this killing machine was loads of fun to fire off a clip at full-auto. According to 'my’ Amazons I looked so adorable pouting when I was told I’d fired off the last magazine. I repeat; loads of fun.Amazons are a dedicated martial culture, I was definitely a delicious male bouncing up and down gleefully while begging 'Fuck Me! Fuck Me!’ Not actually. I was enthusiastically asking for another clip, but I could tell how my words were being echoed inside their brains.“Behave yourself, Male!” Constanza snapped angrily. I fell on my knees, hands presented in supplication.“Please, please, please, please,” I begged.“Oh, give him another magazine,” two of my shooting companions requested.“I can’t believe we are in the same unit,” Constanza sneered, “rubbing against him like over-drunk un-casted.” Hmmm, that probably meant teenagers; before they chose a profession.“Constanza, they are all aggressive, dominant members of the Host,” I rose (verbally) to their defense. “They are not afraid of their sexuality and they are certainly not afraid of me. What are they doing wrong? They are helping me concentrate (totally false) on the task at hand. I would think you would be pleased that I’m receiving such encouragement, meaning you are more likely to succeed at your task.”“You don’t even know why you are here,” she glared.“I imagine you are here for the same reason I am; to serve our superiors,” I replied. “Do you think that I don’t want to sleep in an extra hour…,” I looked to my new buddies, “Okay, I used to want to sleep in that extra hour, but the point is the same.”“These are our hours. Why not make the most of it as opposed to letting the circumstances make us miserable?” I reasoned.“Constanza,” Naomi, the only shooting buddy to give me a name so far, “you are out of line. He is on our side now and he has the battle scars to prove it.”“Never,” Constanza growled out her challenge.“That is not your decision to make,” Naomi met that challenge. “He is down here. He is courageous, loyal and undaunted.”“Besides, if you hate him that much, getting a hunting license for him like the rest of us.”Fantastic (sarcasm), I was popular with Amazonia’s professional military.“Just remember, I get to hunt you ladies right back,” I grinned. They thought that was funny. “If I capture you, you are mine all-weekend long; yummy. Then, on Monday, it’s back to normality and me running for my life.”“Do you really think you can take any of us?” Naomi chuckled. The others laugh. Even Constanza was darkly amused.“Let me see…I was never a Boy Scout, I’m not ex-military, or even a backwoodsman,” I mused. “Still, I never thought I’d be shot with an arrow, or stabbed with a spear either, so I’m actually upbeat about my chances.”“Besides, I’m going to wear a black bear suit as camouflage.” Pause. “Damn it. I probably shouldn’t have told you that,” I grimaced. More chuckles.“I’ve watched um…Dual Survival…most of one episode…I’ve been so lost in the wilderness to the point I couldn’t see the road…I’ve made love to a Park Ranger…I’ve been so drunk that I hunted a grown moose with a ballpeen hammer…that’s about it for me.”“I am going to enjoy being the first one to catch you,” Naomi purred.“Be careful, Naomi,” I cautioned her. “I’m part lemur. It was the same experiment that made Constanza part Tasmanian Devil; those are some cranky-ass bitches.”“Are you really going to run fast?” another Amazon teased me.“Hell yeah,” I nodded as I stood. No extra magazines for me today. “I’m going to pick some compass point and run at it with everything I have.”“You are lying,” Naomi nudged me. They weren’t pissed; this was 'warfare’ thus deception was not only allowed, it was expected.“Without a hint of regret,” smiled at her. We were suddenly really close again. “I may run, I may hide, or I may double back. That is the prey’s advantage.” This was fine to the ladies around me. I was prey. I was fine with being prey. I was having fun being prey which made the promised encounter to be new and exciting.Amazons didn’t hunt turtles; they hunted dangerous things that hunted other things. Was I dangerous? Constanza was a living testimonial of that; the scar just above her left elbow. This didn’t imply respect and acceptance; no way, no how. It was impossible to believe I would ever replace one of…craptastic. Katrina was too damn smart; far smarter than me for sure.I wouldn’t have figured it out this soon except for something Oneida said; 'The Ash Men’. Who were they and why was calling someone that a good thing? A few more live-fires with a bit of instruction. With all the 'sisters’ willing to show me improved stance and firing techniques, Constanza felt the desire to be in another room.As I was finally departing for my real job, an Amazon with clear Amerindian blood, put a hand to my chest before I could exit out the hallway door.“How much of disaster is he?” she asked Naomi. I seriously thought about doing a takedown then I reasoned I really didn’t want to see Traska’s teary-eyed face looking down at my shattered form.“He’s passable for a beginner,” Naomi answered.“What are you talking about?” I protested. “I’m freaking awesome. I point the boom-stick at…whatever you call them…pull that trigger-thingy and the bullets go in a direction that doesn’t hurt me. Honestly, this crap is easy.” The copper chick grabbed my chin quick as a snake.“Your opinion was not solicited,” she menaced, “you ignorant toad-turd.” On second thought; I hit her. I’m pretty quick too. My fist connected with her diaphragm because she was not only not expecting me to lash out, she masked my movements by having her right limb holding my chin. She recoiled, I assumed my boxing stance and Naomi clubbed me down from behind.Let’s not forget who, what and where I was. I was dogpiled, yanked up then had Bitchy Amerindian chick pop me twice in the gut.“You are going to be caned for that,” she hissed.“Fuck you!” I shouted back. Fist to the head. That was going to leave a mark.“I look forward to hearing you scream,” she threatened.“Huh? What? You are still here? Something swished past me and I thought it was you leaving,” I joked.“Do you want to die?” Naomi hissed in my ear.“Let me go and we’ll all find out,” I replied.“Let him go,” Bitchy chick ordered. They let me go. That was not a good sign.“I’m Cáel Nyilas. I; ah…I’m from the Magyars,” I introduced myself.“I don’t care,” she glared.“Fine. Do you want to take this to the mats upstairs, or do you prefer we fight in a room full of firearms?” I asked.“This won’t take long,” she assumed a stance I’d never seen before. I didn’t know its official name, but it had 'pain’ written all over it.“A little room here?” I prodded the five Amazons standing behind me. My important unknown assailant waved them back to the walls. Constanza was livid, so I could already count this as a victory of sorts. My opponent swiveled on the ball of her left foot. It was a feint. I feinted too; I acted like I was going to fight. I ran away as she made her low, sweeping kick.I vaulted the table before she could catch me. Now she had a dilemma. If she came over the top, she’d be limiting her mobility and I was gambling hers was a very fluid style. If she moved around the table…as she did, it gave me time to grab my Glock and some ammo and keep running. I put a bullet in the chamber right as Constanza and her two feminazis drew there 9mms.I was staring down the sight of my .40 S&W Glock at copper chick. Oh, she wasn’t afraid in the least. She was pissed.“Right, or left?” I inquired.“Put the gun down, or you are dead!” Constanza commanded.“I’m confused,” I stated calmly. “Do I do what she says (copper chick); she is clearly someone important, or do I do what you say, Constanza?”“PUT IT DOWN!” Constanza screamed. Copper chick waved the guns down slowly.“Right, or left?” Copper chick inquired. (dead word spoken) St. Marie,“ she gave me her name.Mistress of the Golden Mare had to be something so not good."Right, or l
Here it is at last - Peter and Phil chat through the brand new Hellraiser movie. We discuss the story, performers, the new cenobites, the new designs of the puzzle box, the music, special effects and much, much more. Who is this mysterious Voight figure? What's it like having a Lady Pinhead? Why is that character callled Trevor? How many times can we say the word "configuration" in one episode? See what we thought of the film and let us know if you agree with us! Join us on Twitter @HellraiserCast or on Facebook here Listen to Ben Lovett's score on Spotify
We're doing a double feature today!! We're talking about a current movie, wrapped into our pop culture classic!! If you're a horror fan, then this is the episode for you! We're talking about the newest Pinhead project, Hellraiser, and the original Pinhead Project, also aptly named, Hellraiser! "Sexual deviant Frank (Sean Chapman) inadvertently opens a portal to hell when he tinkers with a box he bought while abroad. The act unleashes gruesome beings called Cenobites, who tear Frank's body apart. When Frank's brother (Andrew Robinson) and his wife, Julia (Clare Higgins), move into Frank's old house, they accidentally bring what is left of Frank back to life. Frank then convinces Julia, his one-time lover, to lure men back to the house so he can use their blood to reconstruct himself." "A young woman must confront the sadistic, supernatural forces behind an enigmatic puzzle box responsible for her brother's disappearance." Double Hellraiser for all you horror fans!! One of us is not a big Hellraiser fan but is ok watching because it's horror, and the other has seen all of them. If you haven't seen them, you should always, at least give it a chance. If not the original, the new ones look is definitely improved with the years, but when you say Pinhead, there is generally one distinct villain that comes to mind, so the original may be your thing. Go watch, and let us know what you think! SUBSCRIBE: Apple Podcasts | Android | Spotify | Pandora | RSS Tell us what you think! Leave us a voicemail at 970-573-6148 Send us feedback and/or MP3's to firstname.lastname@example.org Follow us on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, and Youtube! Support the podcast on Patreon! Credit - Doyle Daniels, Juan Muro
Ooooh boy do we have a good one for you this week! Though Thanksgiving is on Thursday we definitely have an episode you're going to want to dig into! In this episode Joe welcomes famous actor (and good friend) Paul T. Taylor on the podcast! Joe and Paul get into a deep discussion on the art of acting. They dig into Paul's career, the lessons he's learned along the way, and how performing the role of cult classic horror icon 'Pinhead' has impacted his life. Enjoy! About Paul T. Taylor Paul T. Taylor, the grandson of a trumpet-playing vaudeville comedian, is a classically trained actor of stage, film and television. He is as comfortable in intense, macabre drama as he is in broad musical comedy. Paul played the role of “Pinhead” in HELLRAISER: JUDGMENT, one of the most recent installments of the long-running, cult horror film franchise, which celebrated its' 30th Anniversary in 2017. For this lifelong fan of all things spooky and ooky, with Halloween being his number one holiday of all time, the role was a dream come true. He has appeared on Broadway in The Last Empress, Off-Broadway in Aunt Chooch's Birthday, at The Kennedy Center in Shear Madness, and in dozens of Off-Off Broadway/ regional theater productions. His numerous film and television projects include SIN CITY (getting his arm broken by Mickey Roarke), SUPER (spanking a baby Rainn Wilson), SOUL MEN (with Bernie Mac and Samuel L. Jackson), WONDERFUL WORLD (with Matthew Broderick), Prison Break, and Friday Night Lights. Check out Paul T. Taylor on IMDB! Make sure to check out the NEW Dtalkspodcast.com website! Thanks to Empire Toys for this episode of the podcast! Nostalgia is something everyone loves and Empire Toys in Keller Texas is on nostalgia overload. With toys and action figures from the 70's, 80's, 90's, and today, Empire Toys is a one-stop-shop for a trip down memory lane and a chance to reclaim what was once yours (but likely sold at a garage sale) Check out Empire Toys on Facebook, Instagram, or at TheEmpireToys.com The DTALKS Podcast has also been ranked #9 in the "Top 40 Detox Podcast You Must Follow in 2020" according to Feedspot.com for our work in the Cultural Detox space. Thank you so much to the Feedspot team! https://blog.feedspot.com/detox_podcasts/
This week, Kelly and Chelsea are talking HELLRAISER (2022), which is very gory and will also make you feel feelings. As always, you can find us on twitter @NoShowMonster or shoot us an email at email@example.com. Send us your address and we'll send you free stickers of our show art! Folks, we're also on Insta and TikTok! *** Next week we'll be Shootin' the Shit about THE MENU (2022)
In this episode the FM3 finally have to pay for all their sinnin' with a quick trip down-under and we don't mean Australia! The crew find themselves in the dark abyss watching Hellbound Hellraiser 2. After the movie they start bumpin' around lookin' at pudding people and jerky folks trying to find an exit to this nightmare. Then Jef, Josh and Brian are faced with the most powerful of the dark underworld's upper management "Leviathan"! It demands souls and if there is one thing Forever Midnight is good at it is tantalizing innocent souls to join them in their dark crusade talking about farts and exotic milks. As expected the soul count was so high that upper management couldn't keep up and shot it's dark matter all over the crew so they ended up getting pooped out of a dirty blood covered mattress in jolly old fake England AKA Canada. All in all it was another solid weekend for The Forever Midnight Podcast!
On this week's episode of The New Flesh, Brett and Jesse stave off Pinhead and his band of Cenobites for another couple of weeks and instead opt to send in the clowns. That's right, it's another episode on both TERRIFIER and TERRIFIER 2, this time featuring current New Flesh co-host Jesse Hassenger, and not that pesky Joe guy! This November we're extending Patreon bonus awareness month and keeping the extremely-relevant new release coverage afloat. We just did SOFT & QUIET, one of the most shocking films of the year. We're recording BLACK PANTHER and the THE FABELMANS today. In October we covered HOCUS POCUS 2, SPIRIT HALLOWEEN THE MOVIE, SIGNIFICANT OTHER, DEADSTREAM, THE MUNSTERS, MR. HARRIGAN'S PHONE, and more picks we missed are on the way. Before that, tons of horror and movie industry news: Smile vs. Halloween box office numbers, the IT HBO Max prequel series Welcome to Derry, John Wick Chapter 4 and The Ballerina, The Crooked Man Conjuring update, Luca Guadigino on The Mummy, and more. The New Flesh podcast is the best horror podcast about horror movies, scary movies, and all things tangentially related to horror, horror movies and the horror lifestyle. Horror franchises, new horror releases, and all the horror news and movie industry news that's fit to print! Subscribe to the New Flesh Patreon for weekly bonus content and more www.patreon.com/newfleshpodcast Subscribe to Brett's new show 'Roger and Me,' a show celebrating Roger Ebert through weekly rewatches of 'At The Movies' with Siskel and Ebert as well as a weekly round-up of reviews of all the new releases out in theaters. It's available wherever you listen to podcasts or you can watch the video feed on YouTube. Apple: apple.co/3PvqgA0 Spotify: spoti.fi/3Pyv1Zl YouTube: bit.ly/3PyD6gG Stitcher: bit.ly/3J5rS0L
This week Rowan and Tracey come together to bring you the real history of the "freak show" performances of of the late 19th century.We talk about William Henry Johnson aka "Zip the Pinhead", Ella Harper aka "The Camel Girl", Chang and Eng Bunker aka "The Siamese Twins", and Annie Jones the "Bearded Lady". SourcesWikipediahttps://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Freak_showhttps://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zip_the_Pinheadhttps://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Joice_Hethhttps://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Geekhttps://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chang_and_Eng_BunkerVirginia Universityhttp://xroads.virginia.edu/~MA02/freed/Barnum/freaks2.htmlInstagram @HistoryCoolKidshttps://www.instagram.com/p/CjxukcUOOy0/?hl=enLynchburg Museumhttps://www.lynchburgmuseum.org/sideshowsNational Fairgrounds and Circus Archivehttps://www.sheffield.ac.uk/nfca/researchandarticles/freakshowsEScholarshiphttps://escholarship.org/content/qt1g32z0dx/qt1g32z0dx.pdf?t=nnbys0Crime Readshttps://crimereads.com/for-decades-carnival-sideshows-were-a-real-nightmare-alley/Mutter Museumhttp://memento.muttermuseum.org/detail/death-cast-of-chang-eng-bunkerLouis Round Wilson Libraryhttps://library.unc.edu/wilson/gallery/twins/The Embryo Project Encyclopediahttps://embryo.asu.edu/pages/chang-and-eng-bunker-1811-1874All That's Interestinghttps://allthatsinteresting.com/ella-harperHistory Channelhttps://www.historicmysteries.com/camel-girl/Walther Collectionhttps://www.walthercollection.com/en/collection/artworks/bearded-ladyWikipediahttps://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Annie_Jones_(bearded_woman)All That's Interestinghttps://allthatsinteresting.com/annie-jones-bearded-ladyHuman Marvels https://www.thehumanmarvels.com/annie-jones-the-esau-woman/UNC Libraryhttps://library.unc.edu/wilson/gallery/twins/Mutter Museumhttp://memento.muttermuseum.org/detail/death-cast-of-chang-eng-bunkerASU Embryo Projecthttps://embryo.asu.edu/pages/chang-and-eng-bunker-1811-1874
This week, the DOtD squad solves the lament configuration and reviews David Bruckner's “Hellraiser”! We discuss the film's reimaginings of the puzzle box and the cenobites, its depiction of addiction, and the lads all turn into cenobites. Spoilers in the typewriter car engine… thing.
It's time for a bros trip everyone! Let's hop in the space shuttle and fly away to a galaxy far, far away, but don't let the mole sabotage the mission. A month full of pop culture has passed and it's time to dish the dirt about some of the most captivating pieces around.Hello kittens, did you miss the boys? It may be a little later than normal, but the boys couldn't let a month jam-packed full of pop culture goodness go by without a proper round-up episode! After some scheduling shake-ups, the full cast of characters that you love has reconvened at the podcasting round table to dish the dirt and spill the tea! Kicking off this episode we find BeeJay sharing his pick, the reboot of the classic Clive Barker horror film, Hellraiser now streaming on Hulu. Did BeeJay think that this version of Pinhead lived up to the original or did it lack some of the sparks of the original? All of his thoughts are waiting for you! From there, we head to the movie theater as Erik shares his topic, the first gay rom-com released in theaters, Bros. The Billy Eichner-led led film (also written by the star) features an almost entirely LGBTQIA+ cast, but does it live up to the hype? Did Pat buy a ticket to the final Chicago showing while discussing the film? Is it relatable content that a 40 year old has a podcast? Tune in to find out! After a quick break for station identification, Bryan takes us far, far away for his pick, the newest Star Wars show to join the Disney+ lineup, Andor. Tune in to find out where it falls in the timeline, if it's worth the watch, and catch up with the space lesbians! For the final topic this month, Pat takes you to Australia for the Netflix revival of The Mole! The game is back after a 14-year hiatus, but has it become to meta for it's own good? He'll gladly tell you, but can you trust his words? Closing out the show the boys dish on their 1-Ups, the things that are giving these bros life!Sit back and get ready to FLAME ON!Support this show http://supporter.acast.com/flameon. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.
Welcome home to your Boo Crew! Halloween night 2022 may have come and gone, but this place right here is your safe space where we celebrate an eternal Halloween! We have SO much more tricks and treats in store! First up, our friends at Propstore return with their all new fall entertainment memorabilia auction happening this thursday thru sunday, November 3rd thru sixth! It is YOUR chance to bid on and own items used in the production of your favorite films, tv shows and the music world! Propstore's logistic manager Luke Cozens checks in from the UK to talk about the monumental horror iconography up for grabs including Mario Kirner's truly historic collection of props, masks and costumes from the Friday The 13th movies spanning 15 years of curation and discovery, going under the hammer! Hear about the recently unearthed Dr Carl Hill severed head from Stuart Gordon's 1985 masterpiece, REANIMATOR that you can take home! Or perhaps the full costume of Kiefer Sutherland's DAVID from 87's THE LOST BOYS complete with trademark wig and jewelry! Freddy's glove, Doug Bradley's original PINHEAD makeup appliances and so much more! All on episode 360 with Propstore - now slaying! Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.
Happy Halloween! Peter and Phil drop in to say hi and have little chat about what is coming up in the future on the podcast - and also some very special and exciting news about the new movie for UK fans!! Join us on Twitter @HellraiserCast
For a special Halloween treat, we are releasing our final Hellraiser episode for the month with David Bruckner's 2022 reimagining of HELLRAISER. Please send any and all feedback to firstname.lastname@example.org. Please follow us on Instagram @anotherlookpod, and check us out on Facebook. Rate/review/subscribe where ever you get your podcasts. Happy Halloween!!
Hello my movie goers, today we take a dark path to check out the most dangerous puzzle in cinema known as lament configuration from the Hellraiser franchise as we check Hulu's new reboot starting Jamie Clayton as the newest Pinhead and Odessa A'zion as Riley the boxes latest victim. Check out our spoiler full review episode. Follow us: Facebook Twitter Instagram
Review starts at 8:55 Here we are smack dab in the middle of spooky season and we're up to our asses in horror remakes. (Tune in next week for our review of Halloween: Ends) This week we're rubbing the box of 2022's Hellraiser remake/reimagining simply titled... Hellraiser. We know, we hear you. "But Pinhead is a girl! Why are all movies woke now." and to that we'll say, shut the fuck up, stupid. We're going to talk all about all the things and to be honest, Pinhead being a woman (although I'd argue they're meant to be more androgynous like in the book) is the least of this films issues. Artwork was once again done by the incredible Cal Gee. Go follow him on instagram. If you enjoy the show, please consider joining our Patreon subscribers. That means for less than the cost of a beer, you get bonus content, exclusive merchandise, and special giveaways! Most importantly, you get to help us continue doing what we love. The Who Goes There Podcast is available to subscribe to on iTunes and Spotify. Can't get enough? We also do that social media shit. You'll find us on Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Twitch, and YouTube.
One of the most disturbing and distinctive horror franchises of the 80s, Clive Barker's Hellraiser series, with its iconic figurehead Pinhead, was poised to torment moviegoers well into the 90s and beyond. Unfortunately the fourth film in the series, attributed to fictional director Alan Smithee, took the chain wielding Cenobites into space and ultimately into the dustbins of straight-to-video hell. Join Sebastian, Jennifer and Rodney in lamenting this puzzle-box mess of a movie — they have such sights to show you!
WHAT SOUNDS TO SHOW YOU! We recorded this episode a few weeks back and finally wanted to hand it over. Justin, Jeremy and B-Ratty sit down to talk the new Hellraiser! Is Jamie Clayton's new Pinhead a match for Doug Bradley? Listen in and find out. Keep it creepy, Justin, Jeremy & B-Ratty EPISODE MUSIC Brain Strew Intro Music by Sam Haynes DARK HORSE ( Synthwave Edit ) (Royalty Free) Where to Find Us Apple Podcasts: https://itunes.apple.com/us/podcast/epic-film-guys-podcast/id1027239734 Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/show/7HLugZWXbUgT6DlkuVz93R Google Podcasts: https://www.google.com/podcasts?feed=aHR0cDovL2VwaWNmaWxtZ3V5cy5wb2RiZWFuLmNvbS9mZWVkLw Podchaser: https://www.podchaser.com/podcasts/epic-film-guys-podcast-1724 The Hobster's Dumpster: https://www.facebook.com/groups/epicfilmguys Feed URL: https://epicfilmguys.podbean.com/feed/ Wordpress: http://epicfilmguys.wordpress.com YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/user/epicfilmguysny/live You can also catch us on most every podcatcher under the sun! Search for us on BluBrry, Stitcher, Spreaker, Google Podcasts, Overcast, and many others. Search and you will find us! There has never been a better time to join up with the elites at https://www.patreon.com/epicfilmguys! You can get access to pre-roll and outtakes from the show, exclusive episodes, free swag, and so much more. Tiers start as low as $1/month! Please consider supporting the show, and thank you for being one of the EFG faithful! Executive Producers: Jarrod Taylor, Johnny Nigh Producers: Alan Gallauresi, Andrew Folloder, Brandon Frederick, Chris Yeany, Christopher J. Maltezos, The Countdown, Julio Olivera Mendoza, Justin Winters, Kate Maxwell, Matt Bartman, The Movie Journey, Nerdrovert, Patrick Sherwood, Reel Feels Podcast, Scott LaVare, Tony Dobish, TwistedPhilly, Two Peas on a Podcast, Tyler Dane Sutton, Cody Mastel. Meet the BRAIN STEW crew Justin lives in a suburb of Washington D.C. after moving from the Binghamton, NY area with his wife and daughter. He is our resident "encyclopedia of film" and chances are, if you've heard some film news, Justin already heard it before you. A massive fan of the '80s and horror flicks of all shapes and sizes! Catch him on Facebook or our Instagram account, or on our Twitter @EpicFilmGuys. Jeremy lives in Woodbridge VA. He is a diehard Horror expert, memorabilia collector, and overly enthusiastic movie fan. He has traveled the world far and wide, meeting celebrities, collecting rare movie artifacts and meeting hundreds of members of the horror community. If you don't know who he is now, you soon will. Catch him on Facebook or on his Instagram at @jt_pumpkin_gutz Brady lives just outside of Boston, MA. He graduated from Arizona State University with a degree in Political Science, and is currently pursuing his Master's of English Studies at ASU (Forks Up). After falling in love with horror and devouring any 80s/90s horror he could get his hands on, he started writing for Epic Film Guys in early 2021. Currently, he spends his time reading up on new authors in the horror genre, visiting any New England landmark referenced in boom or film, and listening to Creed. Catch him on Twitter @BradyCloven and on Instagram @bacloven Learn the full history of the Epic Film Guys by visiting http://epicfilmguys.wordpress.com/about-us/.
PUBLIC VERSION. Writer Peter Atkins (HELLBOUND: HELLRAISER II, HELLRAISER III: HELL ON EARTH, HELLRAISER: BLOODLINE, WISHMASTER) joins Adam, Joe, and Arwen to discuss his career journey… to hell and back! From a blue collar aspiring rock musician living in Liverpool to becoming one of the most pivotal artists to ever create within the great Clive Barker's sandbox and the iconic HELLRAISER franchise…this deep dive into everything Cenobite would satisfy even “Uncle Frank's” darkest desires! How did a disastrous economy wind up providing just the right opportunity for Peter at just the right time? What was Peter's writing process and creative collaboration with Clive actually like? What was actually shot for the HELLRAISER sequels and what was torn out of Peter's screenplays before cameras ever rolled? What scenes were cut in the editing process? Does Peter think that fans will ever see the rumored cutting room floor moments that fans have been whispering about on-line for decades? What was the initial reaction to such a highly sexualized and taboo genre film that arrived at a time when traditional slashers still ruled the box office? “Pinhead” fans, this conversation/geek out will “tear your soul apart” (in a good way)! Dr. Arwen provides “Hollywood Therapy” for a screenwriter who has unexpectedly found himself writing “one for them,” Adam reveals a morbid detail about his first kiss, and the boys announce the official dates for YORKIETHON VII!
NO HOLDS BARRED, WINNER TAKE ALL! Who will be crowned the ultimate ruler of the Labyrinth? It's the match of the century as the original Cenobites go head-to-head with the Cenobites of 2022!Check out Danny and Zach's short film starring A Nightmare On Elm Street's Heather Langenkamp! COTTONMOUTHFor more How I Met Your Monster, visit us on our website and sign up for our newsletter! You'll get access to upcoming episodes and cool giveaways! HowIMetYourMonster.comLooking for How I Met Your Monster merch? Click here to check out the store! You'll also find 1000's of designs from independent artists!You can find all of our social media links on our Linktree! Linktr.ee/howimetyourmonsterFollow Zach, Danny, and Casey!For questions, comments, or other information, send us an email at email@example.com
Sometimes, when planning our Maximum Film! calendar, someone will text the group saying, “I just saw a movie and, hoo boy.” That's how this episode was born. To help us on this horror journey, we have an expert guest, Nay Bever. Nay is an artist, a producer and interviewee on Queer for Fear, and co-host of Attack of the Queerwolf, and she gamely joins us to explain details like how Pinhead fits into the whole power hierarchy of Hell. What's GoodAlonso - Dorie's Cookies / Vanilla SablesDrea - bivalent booster and other COVID accoutrementNay - dinner with friendsIfy - Marvel vs. Capcom 2; new season of The ChallengeITIDICHarrison Ford is joining the MCUNetflix Ad Tier Pricing Has Been RevealedDirector Christopher Landon Lambastes Studios Over Day-and-Date Horror ReleasesStaff Picks:Ify - The Neon DemonDrea - Decision to LeaveAlonso - The Velvet VampireNay - Child's PlayBuy Alonso's book - I'll Be Home for Christmas Movies Episode Sponsor: MasterClassGo to MasterClass.com/MAXFILM for 15% off MasterClass.With:Ify NwadiweDrea ClarkAlonso DuraldeNay BeverProduced by Marissa FlaxbartSr. Producer Laura Swisher
In this Halloween Special edition of the M4 Roundtable Series Truth, Mark Unseen (The Unseen / Tenebrae), Joehawk (Battle Ruins, Hammer & The Nails, Lovely Lads) Ryan Packer (Slapshot, Stars & Stripes American War Machine, Tenebrae) and George (Maniac, Revenge, Dick Move), get hammered, engage in a solar flare sunflower seed challenge, and talk shit about life, turtle conspiracies, horror movies, werewolf genre movies, and the new Halloween Ends, Hellraiser, and Rob Zombie Munster's remake in particular. As always, Danny Marianino (Northside Kings, Cause for Alarm) makes his appearance via phone! Truth & Packer also announce that they officially closed on their bar (which will be opening in mid-late November) - as well as the upcoming “Boston Invasion” European Tour which will include Slapshot, Death Before Dishonor, Risk and American War Machine. Stay tuned for more editions of the M4 Roundtable with different topics and guests coming soon! For more info: Mark - @mark_unseen Joe - @drhawk Ryan - @believeinpacker Danny - @dannymarianino / @totalgavoneclothing George - @georgexbarroso As always, please hit the subscribe button if you like and support what we do! You'll get early access to new episodes! Also please leave a review! Follow us on IG: @bigtruth For feedback, questions, sponsorship info contact: firstname.lastname@example.org For more info: http://www.bigtruthpodcast.com To support the show: http://www.patreon.com/bigtruth The Big Truth Podcast is proudly sponsored by: - Old Bike Barn (IG: @oldbikebarn / www.oldbikebarn.com) - Law Tigers (IG: @lawtigers / www.lawtigers.com) - Crater Lake Clear CBD ( www.craterlakeclear.com) - Choppahead Kustom Cycles (IG: @choppahead / www.choppahead.com) - Chopcult (IG: @chopcult / www.chopcult.com) - Omerta (IG: @omertamia / www.omertamia.com) - use code: BIGTRUTH at checkout for 20% off your order! - Pitchfork (IG: @pitchforkny / www.pitchforkny.com) - Heavy (IG: @heavyclothing / www.heavy.bigcartel.com) - Full Speed Ahead (IG: @fullspeedaheadshow / www.fullspeedaheadshow.com)
Clive Barker is the most terrifying human being on earth. It wasn't enough that he wrote the novel The Hellbound Heart, he then needed to write a screenplay based on the novel and direct it. And as a result, we have Hellraiser. This film would make Cronenberg puke, Wes Craven scream, and Max Sanders...well we'll have to see what it did to him. Today on Buzzn The Tower, we'll become the explorers of the further regions of experience as we deep dive into Hellraiser. I'm Mo Shapiro and joining me as always the Frank to my Pinhead, Max Sanders. And with that...we have such sights to show you!
The guys debate who's better looking between Jeffrey Dahmer vs Brendan and talk Chris' official tour launch, Chin getting wasted in Jelly Roll's tour bus, Brendan's advice to Dave Chappelle about vaping, Erik Griffin P.I., Draymond Greene punching Jordan Poole, the new Hellraiser movie's androgynous Pinhead and much more!See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.
Pinhead is BACK and it's almost like she wants this mysterious puzzle box to be solved??!!! This week we're recapping David Bruckner's new HELLRAISER and sharing all the gory deets about our favorite sadomasochists from hell. This version could have amped up the horny vibes, but we're thanking Hell-God that Pinhead is still hot though!! You can watch the new HELLRAISER on Hulu TRAILER Recap beings @ 34:33 Follow the show: @TSDWpodcast on Twitter, TikTok, and Instagram. Check out our Patreon for bonus episodes and additional content! Rate Too Scary; Didn't Watch 5 Stars on Spotify and Apple Podcasts and leave a review for Emily, Henley, and Sammy. Advertise on Too Scary; Didn't Watch via Gumball.fmSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.
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Welcome to October, a month dedicated to the horror films of the 80s! Freddy, Jason, Michael (Myers not Jackson) and of course Pinhead to name but a few. What better way to kick off the month then to revisit a true classic…and then recast it. Written and Directed by Wes Craven, A Nightmare on Elm Street started a franchise that has collectively grossed over 472 million dollars. But more importantly, has made generations of children (and some adults) afraid to fall asleep. Today on Buzzn The Tower, we'll take the original Nightmare on Elm Street and recast its characters with other actors and actresses from the 1980s. I'm Mo Shapiro and joining me as always, the Nancy Thompson to my Freddy Krueger, Max Sanders. And with that…just soak up that music Max!
On this episode, the 2022 Halloween Spooktacular kicks into high gear as the gang chats about the ridiculous sequel, Hellraiser: Bloodline! Why bother with this terrible future-set framing device? Couldn't we get a little more Adam Scott for our buck? And where in the HELL is Butterball!?! PLUS: Be sure you select the Demon-o's Delivery Insurance when ordering all your demons and souls online! Hellraiser: Bloodline stars Bruce Ramsay, Valentina Vargas, Charlotte Chatton, Adam Scott, Kim Myers, Mickey Cottrell, Courtland Mead, Louis Mustillo, and Doug Bradley as Pinhead; directed by Kevin Yagher (as Alan Smithee). Catch the guys on the road this fall in the U.S.A. AND their Canadian debut in Toronto! Tickets on sale now! Check out the WHM Merch Store -- featuring new MINGO!, WHAT IF Donna?, Mortal Kombat & Bean Dinner designs! Advertise on We Hate Movies via Gumball.fmUnlock Exclusive Content!: http://www.patreon.com/wehatemoviesSee omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.