The Last Broadcast - in which four guys try to make internet history by livestreaming their expose of the Jersey Devil from the Pine Barrens as a part of their pre-Youtube series investigating urban legends. Three get killed, but fortunately their deaths are recorded in footage that reveals nothing, and the surviving guy seems culpable in their deaths, but maybe we aren't supposed to believe that. They are all jerks, the Blair Witch did not rip this off, and is a way better movie. This image is the picture quality of the whole flick. Yikes. There is this whole sub plot about the woman who is spending all her time reconstructing the digital video from the scraps, you could have left us out of this one, guys. But thanks for thinking of us.
Event Horizon - in which sci fi space body horror gets very fucking real, and totally gross. First, Lawrence Fishburne is a space captain named Miller, and his first mate is Joely Richardson, and she rocks. Her accent is real. A bunch of space sailors are escorting science genius Sam Neill to the wreckage of a space ship. It wasn't just a space ship, it was a massive black hole generating machine, and it recently re-emerged around Neptune, and now its just orbiting, being spooky af. To give all the details, Sam Neill, AKA Dr. Weir, is having creepy dreams about his dead wife in his cryo/gravi-sleep pod before they even get to the abandoned wreck. Oh, its called the Event Horizon. So, once the crew rolls up on Event Horizon they get nervous, because its creepy, and a few people go out to investigate the empty ship. Miller orders Dr. Weir to stay aboard their vessel, and he doesn't do a good job of listening. As soon as the crew splits up, one young guy gets sucked into the g
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