It’s Shocktober, time for horror fans to rejoice. Better still, it’s time for a spooktacular Final Girl Film Club. Rather than a single exchange, we will trade our thoughts, feelings, impressions and/or mounting insanity on 31 horror movies over the next 31 days. To take the 31 theme to a nice round 3, I’ll limit mine to 31 words.
Today’s movie: Santa Sangre
Growing up a carny does not lend itself to a well-adjusted childhood. Watch your mom get her arms chopped off too and rampaging Norman Bates is your sole career option.