Watcher (2022)

He lives on the fifth floor in the old building across the street. When night falls, there he is, staring at her, just a shadow without a face. This is what happens when you’re hot and take forever to put up curtains.

Such is the dilemma lovely Maika Monroe faces in Watcher. With her cute Kurt Cobain haircut and striking angelic features, she is a Hitchcockian heroine completely out of her element.

The decision she makes to uproot her American life for a duller one in Romania of all places is beyond misguided. It’s all because of her selfish, clueless partner. And he’s far from hunky.

He happens to speak the language fluently (she’s just starting to learn it) and he’s agreed to move here because of the opportunity for advancement. He’s a workaholic marketer barely home in their new apartment.

Left alone for much of the time, she wanders the streets and sites of beautiful Bucharest during the day and lollygags around at home during the night. She gave up acting for this?

The only excitement is uncertain danger in the form of The Spider, a mysterious serial killer with a predilection for decapitation. There have been several victims thus far, all young women, but just one survivor. Who’s next?

Her rather boring existence gets a lot more interesting when she decides to take in a joined-in-progress screening of Charade (subtle, guys) and there he is, moving up in the row right behind her, groaning a little like Michael Myers. But you can’t top the master.

And when she almost decides to give in to her once abandoned nicotine addiction (she eventually falls off the wagon), there he is again seemingly following her around in the grocery store. That’s not a good place to put jarred pickles, fellas.

Already wanting to go home, besides reverting back to those nasty ciggys, Monroe starts making questionable decisions, like waving at the guy one night just to make sure, yes, he is in fact stalking me. (Were you really that doubtful, toots?) Or later when she spots him wandering around town and starts foolishly stalking her stalker as she watches him feeding the pigeons and taking in a meal outdoors, even going so far as to follow him into his rundown building. (Why do you think he’s covering his face with that newspaper? He can see you, bitch!)

That last ploy backfires. He calls the cops on her and suddenly, there he is at her door, quietly pretending to be embarrassed, deliberately avoiding eye contact as they are forced by the same officer she contacted a little earlier to avoid such a scene to shake hands because you know, this was all a big “misunderstanding”. It will not be their last meeting.

“Fucking cops are useless,” a wise man says later on. But come on, this is just dumb.

Even dumber is the reaction of her man, who despite going back to the grocery store to look at surveillance footage (they can only get a sideview of his face which she quickly captures on her phone) and even going with that same cop to the weird guy’s door just to confront him, does not believe she’s in any danger. He even gets caught making a bad joke about it, in Romanian, right in front of her to colleagues at a cocktail party. Why exactly is she with this asshole?

It is not until the inevitable climax that he finally realizes, oh shit, maybe I should’ve believed her. As she looks straight at him in the last shot, I was hoping she would say, “I’m going home. Don’t call me.”

Watcher is a frustrating experience. It starts very slowly with a couple whose chemistry is non-existent and who aren’t particularly enthralling. Basically, not much happens despite the pretty scenery.

Then things start to pick up considerably during an at-home dinner when a discussion about The Spider reveals some disturbing details. Over time I started feeling that welcome sense of dread in my stomach, the same feeling I had throughout much of The Shining.

But at the same time I didn’t really care about many of the characters in Watcher and so we have all this unsettling atmosphere skillfully orchestrated through camera and score but no real investment in the outcome of the plot which you can easily predict anyway.

Monroe’s got charisma with a capital C but her character’s a total contradiction, an odd, incompatible mix of fear and chutzpah.

One minute she’s having a premonition about what could happen to her (a nightmare that becomes all too real), the next she’s a courageous amateur detective on an impromptu reconnaissance mission but without a disguise or a weapon.

Unable to sleep because of her anxiety (first, because of the move and then because of him), after getting someone else to confront her future attacker by pounding on and yelling at his front door without success, she herself knocks as well only to encounter the man’s elderly and harmless father instead. No woman would do this in the real world. They’d be hopping on the next available plane.

The villain is too much like Norman Bates, an antisocial, short-haired nebbish who reeks of obvious awkwardness, a screaming red flag that doesn’t seem to attract any attention beyond his doomed victims. Like Monroe herself, we know what’s in that bag. How come no one notices a smell?

He draws too much attention to himself and yet even the police are looking elsewhere. He looks the part but how does he stand out amongst a long cinematic legacy of woman-hating serial killers? How can he stand out when he’s not original? Plus, he seems more like a rapist than a murderer to me.

And he’s also hit-and-miss when it comes to his technique. Monroe makes friends with her neighbour, a former ballet dancer who she unexpectedly discovers is now a stripper in a strange underground club that is apparently located in the same building as The Spider. (By the way, how do they get tipped if they’re strutting around in glass cases? Is there a slot where you can shove in Euros?)

At some point, she goes missing and Monroe gets understandably worried. When we find out her fate, we’re wondering why the killer botches his aim with his next victim. Regardless, how is she able to survive for all that time having lost all that goddamn blood? Shouldn’t she have passed out already?

Writer/director Chloe Okuno was onto something here. She has a great visual sense, her cinematographer making highly effective use of existing European architecture but her story lacks imagination. She and her craftspeople can set a mood as well as Kubrick and his team but can’t pay it off like they could.

Watcher lacks dark humour, too, unlike the underrated Ginger Snaps. Its uneven pacing reminding you over and over again that it’s an indie film with a start-and-stop fetish. But Halloween is just as entertaining when it’s not terrifying you. It does not suffer from any inconsistency and we cared about everybody. What’s this movie’s excuse?

I’ll tell you. It’s an overdependence on False Alarms in between those slow-ass conversations and underwhelming horror scenes. I must’ve counted half a dozen over the course of the film. When it actually tries to be scary, like I said, it doesn’t know how to apply the exclamation point.

Despite being made by a woman, stripped down to its very essence Watcher is very much another recycled woman-in-danger thriller. Yes, much is made of Monroe’s alienation especially in the company of Romanians who don’t speak her language. But it’s The Spider who dominates, the only reason to pay attention. If only he lived up to the billing and the killing.

There’s a famous adage in fiction. If you introduce a gun at some point in your story, it ultimately has to go off. Bottom line, someone needs to pull the trigger. The second Monroe’s friend shows her her own pistol, Watcher has already spoiled its ending. It would’ve been more impactful if she aimed it at her boyfriend.

Dennis Earl
Hamilton, Ontario, Canada
Saturday, February 3, 2024
2:33 a.m.

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How To Eat Fried Worms (2006)

Joe Guire is an asshole. So is his older brother. Neither deserves any sympathy for how they treat other kids.

And yet, one is seen as the bigger villain and, in the end, the only villain. From where I sit, they are mirror images of each other. If they swapped bodies, nothing would change. And no one would even notice the difference.

Joe is the ginger you don’t want to fuck with. The second he lays his beady eyes on you, he already knows how he’s going to torment you. This miserable little shit even wears a “death ring” for extra heel heat. One slug to the gut and you eventually die because the poison the death ring supposedly contains takes a while to work its way into your system. It’s obviously bullshit but you only have two choices: snatch the ring and examine it for yourself or wait until you reach the eighth grade to find out for sure. And it’s easier to wait in fear then get your ass beat.

Silly ring gimmick aside, I knew kids like Joe. They were relentless bullies until an adult would intervene and they would finally back off. One would take pleasure in throwing my hat over a neighbour’s fence that was so high you wouldn’t be able to climb and retrieve it. (He later tried making headphones out of plasticine but they stuck to his ears and wouldn’t come off. Karma can be wonderful.) Another would fill my toque with snow and put it right back on my head. (He had teeth like a beaver and looked like a stereotype.) It has been decades since I suffered from their cruel antics and I hope never to see them again.

Young Billy feels the same way about Joe. He’s the new kid in school and absolutely hates it. Leaving his friends behind because his dad is starting a new job in a new town, from the moment he arrives he is instantly targeted. It does not help that the humourless principal palms the top of his head while introducing him to his new classmates.

During his first lunch break, Billy discovers his thermos has been sabotaged. Expecting to pour out a drink, out come a pile of worms instead. The fiendish Joe is firmly in control or so he thinks. Billy, a dedicated soccer player, does something no one has ever done before. He fights back. He pretends he likes eating the creepy crawlies and then throws one right at Joe’s stupid face. He should’ve thrown the whole lot.

This, of course, does not solve the problem (but it does get him over as a babyface to the whole school). Joe doesn’t take kindly to those who fight back. It only encourages him more. And thanks to his equally bullied co-conspirators (one of whom looks like a young Robert Smith with his unusually spiky haircut), Billy is seemingly on his own. But after his first encounter with Joe, he is befriended by the very tall Erika and shortly thereafter, a dancing fool named Adam. Both will remain loyal, although Billy probably doesn’t deserve Erika’s support the way he treats her sometimes.

Things come to a head when a bike chase leads to a breaking point. Tired of all this bullshit already, Billy makes a terrible bet with Joe. He has to eat 10 worms by 7 p.m. on Saturday, their first day off. The loser has to shove worms down their pants while walking through their school hallway on Monday.

With a title like How To Eat Fried Worms, there’s no room for subtlety or nuance, nor should any be expected. You can’t say you’ve haven’t been warned about the gruesomeness you’re about to subject yourself to.

But since this film deviates so much from its original source material I was very surprised by how triggered I was and how depressing it is to see so much unnecessary, unjustified cruelty in a kids movie. There is nothing funny about any of this.

Erika is repeatedly mocked for her height and her name. ”Erk! Erk! Erk!” Joe and his kowtowed cronies constantly chirp at her. I’m pretty sure they would stop altogether if she brought her bow and arrow to school and threatened to use it. (Billy spots her expertly practicing her archery in her backyard.) Because of what happens during that pivotal lunch period, Billy is forever referred to as “Wormboy.” Even the dopey principal is given a demeaning nickname - Boiler Head – which doesn’t even make sense. ”Pencil-necked geek” would be more accurate.

It’s not just the names themselves that aggravate me so (although they’re obviously not the worst thing you can be called; this is a PG movie, after all), it’s the intention. It’s always the intention. The constant degradation and dehumanizing of these characters makes for an unpleasant viewing experience. You’re not laughing, you’re cringing and getting angrier. Like Billy, you just want it all to stop.

And then there’s the sheer absurdity of the bet itself. Billy, it is established right from the start, has an unusually sensitive stomach. Whether it’s watching his annoying little brother drool or eat disgusting food that somehow remains mostly on his face, following the spin cycle a little too closely while their MILF of a mom does laundry or simply riding in a car, it does not take much for him to hurl.

So how are we to accept the very idea of him eating and swallowing worms without provoking a similar episode? I mean he doesn’t even dry heave! And he’s not eating them raw, remember. The worms are cooked and deliberately covered & mixed in increasingly unappetizing muck to the point where if this was Sal Vulcano being punished on Impractical Jokers, he would quit the show.

By the end, Billy comes up a little bit short because of an unforeseen problem. Feeling guilty for not winning legitimately, he predictably comes up with a compromise solution. All of this only happening because he and the others who have slowly but eventually switched sides see how Nigel mistreats Joe. Sorry, but this little bastard is “a joke”. I certainly wouldn’t be standing up for him. I’d be throwing him in the lake.

Realizing he’s been checkmated by a determined foe while obviously appreciative for the belated support, an embarrassed Joe instantly softens and the bullying stops. And we end with two people humiliating themselves for the sake of fairness before everyone enjoys a collective dance break, only briefly interrupted by the aforementioned scold in charge. Come on. What world are we living in here?

Depriving us of the joy of a true prick getting his comeuppance is the last straw for me. It doesn’t even have to be violent retribution, nor even truly vengeful. It just needs to be satisfying, an exclamation point that more convincingly ends the hostilities. Bullies are a scourge and a cancer and should never be celebrated. And they sure as hell are not your future friends unless they genuinely become better people and stay that way. I don’t remember Joe saying, “I’m sorry,” or even begging for forgiveness.

The message of How To Eat Fried Worms is a cold one irresponsibly masquerading as heartwarming reconciliation. Billy has to literally torture himself just to stop his own torture and make these dimwitted goons his friends. It hardly seems worth it.

Dennis Earl
Hamilton, Ontario, Canada
Monday, January 29, 2024
11:01 p.m.

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How To See All The 2024 Oscar-Nominated Feature Films

Poor White Feminists. They didn’t get everything they wanted.

The nominees for the 96th Annual Academy Awards were announced this week and Barbie fans are pissed. Why isn’t Greta Gerwig nominated for Best Director, they whine? (She made the cut for the Director’s Guild Awards!) And why wasn’t there room for Margot Robbie for Best Actress?

You’d think they’d be happy that Robbie is up for Best Picture (since she’s one of the producers) and that Gerwig is one of the nominated screenwriters. But no, they had to be nominated for everything!

The monster success of Barbie and its fellow summer blockbuster Oppenheimer gave Hollywood a huge sigh of relief after the COVID-19 pandemic greatly reduced box office returns at the start of this awful decade. And while we’re not out of the woods yet, despite the media’s collective disinterest in offering regular updates on the health crisis, although everything has changed, there has been some return to normalcy, whatever that means in this modern, depressing context.

And that means it’s time to seek out all the other nominated feature films, before the March 10 ceremony, that didn’t all have a brilliant marketing campaign guaranteeing wide accessibility. As I have done since 2009, I’ve put together a list of the nominated movies and how you can see them either right now or down the road. In this age of streaming, those who are inclined (and I am adamantly not), you can see many of these titles at the click of a subscribed button this very second. For everybody else who prefer physical media, we have DVDs and Blu-rays to look forward to. And of course, you can still catch some of these flicks in theatres including Barbie which is getting a brief rerelease.

With the exception of the Animated Feature Robot Dreams, which remains unreleased in North America but is expected to hit theatres soon according to Polygon, here is how and when you can watch this latest crop of Oscar-nominated feature films:

American Fiction – February 6 on Amazon Prime/iTunes
American Symphony – Now streaming on Netflix
Anatomy Of A Fall – Now streaming on Prime Video
Barbie – Now available on DVD & Blu-ray
Bobi Wine: The People’s President – Now streaming on Disney+
The Boy And The Heron – Now playing in theatres
The Creator – Now available on DVD & Blu-ray
The Color Purple – Now playing in theatres/March 12 on DVD & Blu-ray
El Conde – Now streaming on Netflix
Elemental – Now available on DVD & Blu-ray
The Eternal Memory – Now streaming on Paramount+
Flamin’ Hot – Now streaming on Hulu and Disney+
Four Daughters – Now available on DVD
Godzilla Minus One – Now playing in theatres
Golda – Now available on DVD & Blu-ray
Guardians Of The Galaxy, Vol. 3 – Now available on DVD & Blu-ray
The Holdovers – Now available on DVD & Blu-ray
Indiana Jones & The Dial Of Destiny – Now available on DVD & Blu-ray
Io Capitano – Coming to theatres February 23
Killers Of The Flower Moon – Now streaming on Apple TV+
Maestro – Now streaming on Netflix
May December – Now streaming on Netflix
Mission: Impossible — Dead Reckoning Part One – Now available on DVD & Blu-ray
Napoleon – Now streaming on Prime Video & Apple TV+
Nimona – Now streaming on Netflix
Nyad – Now streaming on Netflix
Oppenheimer – Now available on DVD & Blu-ray
Past Lives – Now available on DVD & Blu-ray
Perfect Days – Now streaming on Apple TV+
Poor Things – Now playing in theatres
Robot Dreams – To be determined
Rustin – Now streaming on Netflix
Society Of The Snow – Now streaming on Netflix
Spider-Man: Across The Spider-Verse – Now available on DVD & Blu-ray
The Teacher’s Lounge – Now playing in theatres
To Kill A Tiger – Now streaming on YouTube and TVO.org
20 Days In Mariupol – Now streaming on YouTube and Google Play
The Zone Of Interest – Now playing in theatres

Dennis Earl
Hamilton, Ontario, Canada
Saturday, January 27, 2024
12:56 p.m.

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How Does It Feel?

How does it feel to be defeated?
How does it feel to be deleted?
How does it feel to be unseated?
How will it feel to be depleted?

How does it feel to be debased?
How does it feel to be disgraced?
How does it feel to be a waste?
How will it feel to be replaced?

How does it feel to be rejected?
How does it feel to be suspected?
How does it feel to be inspected?
How will it feel to be dissected?

How does it feel to be deplored?
How does it feel to be abhorred?
How does it feel to fall on your sword?
How will it feel to be unadored?

How does it feel to be diseased?
How does it feel to be displeased?
How does it feel to be unappeased?
How will it feel to have your assets seized?

How does it feel to be opposed?
How does it feel to be disposed?
How does it feel to be exposed?
How will it feel to be deposed?

Dennis Earl
Hamilton, Ontario, Canada
Saturday, January 27, 2024
12:49 p.m.

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Revisiting Hulk Hogan’s First Year As World Champion (Part Three)

In between his feuds with Orndorff, Studd and Schultz, Hulk Hogan would work short-term house show title programs with a number of other mid-card heels. He first wrestled Greg “The Hammer” Valentine in Cincinnati on April 21 where he only managed a DQ win. The following week in Baltimore, he had a more definitive victory by pinfall.

They would wrestle seven more times between June and October. Just like Dr. D, Valentine would be unable to even achieve a cheap victory. Hogan would win by countout in Niagara Falls in late June and pin The Hammer in every other match-up, although The History Of WWE website does not reveal what happened on August 28 in Glen Falls, New York.

Two of these pinfall victories were captured for posterity and aired on TV. On July 23rd, Hogan beat Valentine cleanly in Madison Square Garden as seen on the MSG Network and later beat him again at the Philadelphia Spectrum in a match that aired on PRISM and also appeared on the first Hulkamania videotape.

After Valentine won the InterContinental title from Tito Santana in September, the title was not on the line during a WWF title match in Ottawa on October 9. Unlike his latter matches with Randy Savage in 1986, Hogan never challenged The Hammer for the IC strap in title-for-title bouts, at least not in 1984.

But he did continue to defend the World Wrestling Federation Championship against a diverse group of opponents regardless of their standing in the company. 

Afa and Sika, the original Wild Samoans who were the first three-time WWF tag champs, each had their shot at Hogan’s strap, just before their collective face turns. Afa was pinned three times, including at a March 7 taping of All-Star Wrestling which was broadcast five weeks later, while Sika lost twice in the spring (April 2nd in Buffalo and May 20th in Hartford). Sika would challenge him again during his last solo run beginning a couple of years later but would remain unsuccessful.

During his last full year as a villain, George “The Animal” Steele would have a brief feud with Hogan that began in the summer and concluded in the fall. Two of their matches were taped in St. Louis at the Kiel Auditorium. Thanks to the interference of this then-manager Mr. Fuji, The Animal won by countout during an August 10th taping. But Hogan would get a DQ victory during their rematch on September 1st.

With the exception of a count-out loss on September 30th, also credited to Fuji’s underhanded tactics, in Chicago, Hogan pinned Steele in the rest of their matches (July 22 in Minnesota, October 16 in Oakland, and the 21st in their blow-off battle in The Windy City). Speaking of Fuji, Hogan defeated him on September 28 in St. Louis which wasn’t recorded.

Besides working squashes and title defenses, Hulk Hogan would also be booked in a few tag matches. The most famous one from this period was recorded on August 26 in Minnesota. During his feud with The Animal, for one time only he aligned himself with his favourite broadcaster, “Mean” Gene Okerlund, who he met during their time in the AWA.

To prepare for their tag match against Steele and Fuji, a humourous training segment was later included in the first Hulkamania tape along with the bout. It consisted of Hogan breaking into Okerlund’s house very early in the morning to make him drink raw eggs and forcing the considerably smaller announcer to do rigorous training like carrying his 300-pound body while walking on stairs in the Met Centre.

The training paid off handsomely, even though Hogan did most of the work, as the babyfaces went over the heels in their tag match, much to the annoyance of Jesse Ventura who complained to the referee after their win, as reported by The History Of WWE website, which was excised from Hulkamania. 

The Body would challenge Hogan himself in four different title matches, losing clean in three of them from September 8th to the 10th. He also wrestled a dark match on July 31st during a Championship Wrestling taping but thehistoryofwwe.com doesn’t reveal the result. 

Ventura was supposed to challenge him far more often but he developed life threatening blood clots during this period, which The Body blamed on his Vietnam experience, which required hospitalization. Therefore, he was substituted by a number of other heels including Steele. Real-life friends at the time (until he learned about a decade later that the champion cockblocked his union organizing), throughout his time as a colour commentator, The Body often threatened to come out of retirement to face Hogan one more time, referring to him as a “paper champion”.

Although it was never shown in its entirety on The Best Of The WWF, Vol. 1 cassette, Hogan teamed for the first time with Andre The Giant for a handicap match against Big John Studd and the tag champs, Adrian Adonis and Dick Murdoch on July 15 at the Meadowlands in New Jersey, another regular taping location in the 1980s. In a match that The History Of WWE says went over 20 minutes, Andre and Hogan would go on to win by pinfall.

Hogan would also team twice with Mad Dog Vachon. On September 23 in Minnesota, they beat George Steele and Big John Studd, who filled in for an ailing Ventura. And on November 12 in Chicago, they defeated Steele and Mr. Fuji.

In Japan on May 16, Hogan teamed with Studd’s tag partner Ken Patera who would later challenge the champion in 1985. They faced Antonio Inoki and Tatsumi Fujinami which ended in a double count-out. In a six-man match four weeks later during that same tour with New Japan, the WWF Champion aligned for one night with Adonis and the Masked Superstar beating three more Japanese stars including Fuji’s old tag ally Mr. Saito. He also teamed up with the third Wild Samoan Samula on three different occasions which resulted in zero wins.

The only time Hogan didn’t get along with a partner in Japan happened on January 4, 1985. Although his side would win in a six-man affair against a team that included Inoki and Fujinami, both future winners of two separate and now defunct WWF mid-card titles as part of a talent swap arranged by both companies, after securing the victory, he brawled with one of his allies. It would be the first time he would see red against his future WrestleMania 2 challenger King Kong Bundy.

Hogan rarely wrestled on the weekly one-hour nationally syndicated WWF shows that mostly presented squashes and hyped local live events in specific markets. In fact, in 1984 alone he worked about ten times, not counting a couple of additional matches weeks before he won the title at the start of the year.

On March 6th, he taped his first of three matches with Tiger Chung Lee which would air a month later on Championship Wrestling. Then, on April 30, he beat him again in Oakland, California which was not shown on TV. (While the CW match was clearly a non-title affair, it’s not clear if he defended the title in the latter match.) They would square off one last time on August 6 during a Maple Leaf Wrestling taping in Brantford, Ontario. The title was not up for grabs and Hogan would go over clean once more.

A month earlier in the same location, Hogan pinned Hamilton, Ontario native Jerry Valiant, the former tag team champion with kayfabe brother Luscious Johnny, in Brantford, Ontario in a match that aired on the suddenly hated Georgia Championship Wrestling, the once adored NWA show on TBS that Vince McMahon Jr. had taken over but would quickly abandon after Crockett loyalists complained en masse about the change of ownership and what they believed were weaker matches. On September 29, Valiant would put Hogan over again in St. Louis in a fight that aired a month later on All-American Wrestling.

Hogan also defeated another former tag strapholder, Moondog Rex, later the original Smash from Demolition who teamed with Bill Eadie, the formerly Masked Superstar, before being permanently replaced by Barry Darsow, on three separate occasions: June 24 in Jerry Lawler’s territory in Memphis, the 25th in Kentucky and during a Maple Leaf Wrestling taping on August 29th which aired roughly two weeks later. Like Tiger Chung Lee, based on his status as a jobber, it’s not certain if the title was only defended during the untelevised live events.

Rene Goulet, yet another former tag team champion, faced Hogan during another recorded non-title match in Montreal. The Number One Frenchman, later an onscreen authority figure usually brought out to break up brawls involving younger talent, would lay down his shoulders after taking the leg drop, according to The History Of WWE website.

Just before Christmas, Hogan would have two more non-title enhancement matches to end the year. In London, Ontario during an All-Star Wrestling taping, he pinned the veteran jobber Terry Gibbs on December 16th. The following day, he disposed of Johnny Rodz, another longtime enhancement talent, during a Championship Wrestling recording. Both matches would air two weeks apart in the first half of January 1985.

In the second half of 1984, Hogan was supplied with new villains to conquer like Cowboy Bob Orton (their second match on September 7 in Long Island aired on All-American Wrestling a month later) and Nikolai Volkoff who he both defeated on two different house shows apiece. Both would continue to challenge him in the years to come. 

He faced Kamala The Ugandan Giant three times. The only result listed on The History Of WWE website is a double DQ finish on August 30 in Hartford. They would also resume their title program two years later.

Over the Christmas holidays, Hogan would give his old friend and on-again/off-again tag partner Ed Leslie his first two shots at the belt. On Boxing Day, he beat him clean in Miami and again in St. Louis on the 27th. Long before he was The Barber, Brutus Beefcake would continue to get championship opportunities in the new year. He wouldn’t taste gold until teaming with Greg Valentine to win the tag straps that summer. Only bad luck would prevent him on two occasions from taking the InterContinental title, as well.

Another future ally who would never betray him would debut in 1984. Pretending to be a fan named Big Jim who sat at ringside for numerous weekly TV tapings, Hogan would give him a pair of wrestling boots and start training him for pre-taped vignettes. He would later be called Hillbilly Jim. They’d start teaming together the following year.

Besides working one-on-ones with Antonio Inoki in Japan (who defeated him for the IWGP Championship that he briefly held simultaneously with the consistently undefended WWF title) among other New Japan workers and a successful one-time title defense in Mexico against the 15-time Universal Wrestling Association champion and luchador legend El Canek, Hulk Hogan’s most important unbilled program would lay the groundwork for an explosive future during the last three months of 1984.

Having already encountered him as the mouthpiece for Big John Studd and “Dr. D” David Schultz at ringside, “Rowdy” Roddy Piper was now ready to step into the ring and challenge the WWF Champion himself. In vintage voiceover audio used in his recent A&E Biography, Piper declared that he wouldn’t “lay down his shoulders for anybody”. But that’s not true, according to thehistoryofwwe.com.

Piper and Hogan had six house show matches between early October and mid-November. During their first encounter on October 6 in the Boston Garden, Piper got a count-out win. But nearly two weeks later at the San Diego Sports Arena, Piper laid his shoulders down.

In Buffalo on the 30th of that month, Hogan would have to settle for a DQ win. In their return match at the Boston Garden on November 3rd, it was the champion who won by count-out, the same result he would achieve a week later at the University Of Utah.

In their final live event match of 1984 before taking a break and then starting the build to the crucial War To Settle The Score confrontation at MSG the following February, Hogan pinned Piper again on Veterans Day, appropriately enough, at the Veterans Memorial Coliseum in Phoenix.

While it’s true that Piper never did a televised job for Hogan, he most certainly did so at two unfilmed live events in 1984. After their famous MTV match that ultimately led to the main event of WrestleMania, Piper and Hogan would continue to work together throughout 1985. Incredibly in 1986, they even became unlikely and reluctant tag partners in matches that emphasized their awkward, tense history. And in 1991, after he was attacked by The Undertaker during Paul Bearer’s Funeral Parlour talk show segment which would lead to The Gravest Challenge at the Survivor Series, there was The Rowdy One, along with The Macho Man, coming to his belated rescue.

During the first 12 months of his first reign as WWF Champion, although not entirely undefeated in title matches thanks to numerous count-out and disqualification losses, The Incredible Hulk Hogan was never pinned in North America. Japan, of course, was a different story, one that remains unacknowledged by WWE since all those defeats of various types happened for a different company.

As they started rolling out their first round of Coliseum Videos and extensive merchandising that year, Terry Bollea was front and centre in the WWF’s marketing scheme. In 1985, he made history as the first and only pro wrestler to make the cover of Sports Illustrated, a rare legitimization of a business then dismissed by the mainstream press as a deceptive joke.

But Bollea’s rapidly growing popularity was the real deal. And with MTV and NBC playing major roles in developing prime time and late night programming in the new year, not to mention the monster success of WrestleMania, his stock would skyrocket along with the WWF’s. In one year, despite rampant criticism from the likes of Dave Meltzer and others who were unimpressed with his in-ring work, Hulk Hogan was the face of pro wrestling. And it was only the beginning of an extraordinary ride as champion.

Dennis Earl
Hamilton, Ontario, Canada
Thursday, January 25, 2024
11:52 p.m.

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Revisiting Hulk Hogan’s First Year As World Champion (Part Two)

Of the near two dozen challengers Terry Bollea faced in his first full year as WWF Champion, only a handful or so would develop into serious rivalries, some of which would continue on beyond 1984.

Paul Orndorff would first square off against him for the title during a televised Madison Square Garden show on February 20th. In a surefire sign there would be at least one rematch, Bollea would retain the belt by count-out. As it turns out, there would be at least 24.

Two weeks later at the Baltimore Civic Centre, the champion would score another count-out victory. After a month-long break, their mostly untelevised house show series would resume on April 7 in Altoona, Pennsylvania. This time, The Incredible Hulk Hogan would achieve a clean pinfall victory, as he would again later that month in Niagara Falls.

Hogan would continue to get put over on June 15th during a taping at the Kiel Auditorium in St. Louis, the 30th in the Olympic Auditorium in Los Angeles, on July 7th in front of the cameras for a Philadelphia Spectrum show, the 14th at the Boston Garden, the 29th at the Hartford Civic Centre, August 13th in Sacramento, the 17th in Pittsburgh and September 14th in Providence, Rhode Island.

The History Of WWE website lists two Hogan/Orndorff matches for September 15th which appears to be a typo. The one listed for a show at the University of Utah is counted as yet another pinfall win for the champ. (The other, for an event in Denver which probably happened on the 16th, resulted in a count-out victory for Hogan, the same result he achieved back on April 20th in Dayton, Ohio.) As far as is known, Hogan never wrestled twice in a single day, even during TV taping weekends where the hour-long syndicated shows were recorded four episodes at a time. In fact, he rarely wrestled on these shows.

Two months later, Hogan would pin Orndorff again during a November 2nd live event in Cleveland and six days later at another show in New Haven, Connecticut. After another long break, the champion would defeat the challenger cleanly yet again on Christmas Day at the Omni in Atlanta, then an important venue for the Crocketts in the NWA that the McMahons were openly intruding upon.

Finally, in the new year on what would mark the end of his first 366 days as the top guy in the company (1984 was a leap year), Hulk Hogan would pin Orndorff on January 23rd in Louisville, Kentucky, the first anniversary of his championship push.

On September 29th, Mr. Wonderful challenged the WWF Champion inside a steel cage at the Capital Centre in Landover, Maryland, another site where the company would for a brief period regularly record house shows. Much like their more famous Saturday Night’s Main Event encounter in early January 1987, Hogan would escape the cage first, although it would take two tries, following a declared draw when both men dropped down at the exact same time, during the later NBC broadcast. Unlike Main Event, however, the Maryland match doesn’t appear to have been recorded.

Hogan would pick up a couple of disqualification victories on May 6, 1984 at a high school gym in Pennsylvania and on January 19, 1985 in Indianapolis. On August 17, 1984 in what would be their only no-contest result, both men were disqualified during another Capital Centre event that also appeared to have been untelevised.

Orndorff would only manage two cheap victories over the champion during this period. He would win by disqualification in Pittsburgh on July 20 and eight days later in Landover, Maryland during another televised event that aired on the USA Network. According to thehistoryofwwe.com, the brass knuckles Mr. Wonderful was using on the champ which went undetected by the referee would also be used by Hogan who had the bad fortune of getting caught.

Hogan and Orndorff would eventually be on opposite teams in the main event of WrestleMania in March 1985 and shortly thereafter, they would resume their house show title series. This time, Mr. Wonderful was a babyface who would graciously shake Hogan’s hand after every loss, according to The History Of WWE. They would become tag team partners, have a famous split which led to a more high profile championship feud in the second half of 1986 and then incredibly become allies again leading up to being on the same good guy team in the main event of the Survivor Series in 1987.

In between his frequent encounters with Orndorff, Hulk Hogan would have almost as many title defenses against Big John Studd, another heel he would work with beyond 1984. Their first head-to-head matchup would be taped at the Kiel Auditorium in St. Louis on March 2nd which resulted in a double disqualification. A week later in Sacramento, another no-contest.

Three weeks later, during a taped rematch in St. Louis, Studd would achieve a count-out victory thanks to a significant distraction that kept the champion outside the ring beyond the 10-count. Seven months before their first battle in a WWF ring, “Rowdy” Roddy Piper was Studd’s then-manager and already a Hogan antagonist.

There would be a blow-off match between the two rivals, at least at the Kiel Auditorium on April 6. Locked inside a steel cage for a match that would later be included in the first Hulkamania videotape, Hogan would finally gain a proper victory over Studd.

After a two-month break, the two would resume their house show feud near the end of spring. On June 16th at the Sportatorium in Hollywood, Florida, the champion would pick up a DQ win. On July 2nd in Oakland, Hogan would win by count-out. The two rivals would both get counted out in the first ever WWF show in Chicago on the 13th, more than a year before The Wrestling Classic pay-per-view, albeit in a different venue. 

Back at the Sporatorium for a return match on July 21st, Hogan finally got a proper pinfall win. Hogan would pin Studd again in their return match in Chicago on August 11th. Studd would take a DQ victory the following night in San Diego. On August 14th, both men would be disqualified in their second match in Oakland.

Dusting off a rare gimmick during this period, Hogan would beat Studd in a lumberjack match in their third and decisive Oakland battle on September 17. While the champion would pin the challenger the next night in their San Diego rematch, the two would wrestle to another double DQ finish on the 19th at the Forum in Inglewood, California.

In a significant turn of events, after briefly being managed by Piper in early 1984, Big John Studd would acquire brand new representation the night of September 22nd. During another Madison Square Garden live event that would air on both the MSG and USA Networks, according to The History Of WWE website, the self-proclaimed “real giant” of professional wrestling would now be seconded by Bobby “The Brain” Heenan, his mouthpiece for the next two years.

The change paid off. Thanks to a quick thinking Heenan, Studd managed to beat the 10-count to claim another victory. Despite not winning the belt, the duo stole Hogan’s title while headed backstage, raising their heat levels with the fans.

October 1984 would be their busiest month as in-ring opponents. Of the seven matches they would have, Studd would only manage to win once on a measly count-out on the 12th in Pittsburgh. Hogan would win by pinfall three times, although one of those was controversial.

On October 13 at the Philadelphia Spectrum, which aired on PRISM, according to thehistoryofwwe.com Studd kicked out early during the finish. A No-DQ encounter at the LA Sports Arena on the 15th was more definitive as was a more traditional battle on the 22nd during another televised MSG show. In New York, after securing the win, Hogan even went so far as to belatedly accept Studd’s ongoing bodyslam challenge. But the big man demurred and walked away successfully avoiding additional humiliation.

Four days later, Hogan would pick up another disqualification victory in Kansas City. At the Met Center in Minneapolis on the 26th, both men would be punished by the referee in another no-contest result.

Studd would challenge Hogan two more times before the end of the year. On November 9th in Pittsburgh, the champion would get by with another DQ win. And a month later on December 10, during a taped match at the Meadowlands in New Jersey, Hogan would win by bodyslamming Studd outside the ring and making it back inside the squared circle before the 10-count. But he didn’t get the money for scooping up his challenger. Not that he would’ve gotten it if he had slammed him in the ring. Neither Studd nor Heenan ever honoured their word when numerous men including Andre The Giant and King Tonga achieved the same feat.

Studd would have far more success eliminating Hogan and his other major enemy Andre The Giant simultaneously to go on to win a couple of battle royals like the one at the first WWF show in Nashville on June 26th and the more widely seen match from February 10th, later included on The Best Of The WWF Vol. 3 videotape, the same show that saw Hogan defend his newly won title for the first time against the Masked Superstar.

Despite their year-long rivalry which was occasionally addressed on the weekly syndicated TV shows in order to sell live event tickets, Studd and Hogan would become an unlikely, one-time tag team in Japan for Antonio Inoki’s promotion. On May 14, during a New Japan show in Miyazaki, the odd tandem would be counted out along with their opponents, Inoki and Seiji Sakaguchi.

Besides Paul Orndorff and Big John Studd, Hulk Hogan’s other significant rivalry in 1984 was with “Dr. D” David Schultz, one of the most notorious figures in wrestling history. Billed as an intensely scary psychopath unapologetically oozing with toxic masculinity, like Studd he was initially managed by “Rowdy” Roddy Piper. Had he not gone off the handle on two separate backstage incidents, he may have become a major player during a pivotal point in the rise of the World Wrestling Federation.

Schultz challenged Hogan for the WWF Championship on 16 occasions between March and September. It all started on March 5th when Dr. D lost cleanly to the champion in Salisbury, Maryland. With the exception of a double count-out in White Plains, New York on May 2nd, as noted by The History Of WWE website, Schultz was otherwise pinned 14 times. (No result is given for a March 8th event in Pennsylvania.)

On an episode of Championship Wrestling that aired in syndication on May 12, Schultz cut a promo on Hogan declaring his intentions to dethrone him for the title, an ambition that was never realized. Unlike Orndorff and Studd, Schultz never even achieved a count-out or DQ victory. He was soundly defeated in match after match, only a few of which were recorded for TV.

One of those pinfall losses took place in Madison Square Garden on May 21st which aired on the MSG Network. In Montreal ten days later, Schultz and Hogan were the main event for an episode of Canadian Superstars Of Wrestling, as noted by The History Of WWE website, while another defeat happened at the first ever WWF show in the Met Center in Minnesota on June 17. That match first aired on Tuesday Night Titans in July, Vince McMahon Jr.’s version of The Tonight Show, before its later inclusion on the first Hulkamania videotape. After being defeated by Hogan, Dr. D started beating him down with his own title belt until the champion had enough and restored order.

After attacking John Stossel for daring to question pro wrestling’s legitimacy while being interviewed for ABC’s late night news show 20/20 and later getting into an altercation with Mr. T, both happening backstage during televised MSG live events, Schultz was excommunicated from the WWF. His career never recovered, despite working steadily in Japan for Antonio Inoki and in Calgary for Stu Hart right to the end of the 1980s. 

After being falsely accused of extorting money from the McMahons and then testifying against his former boss during the US government’s botched steroid trial, Dr. D has since made infrequent public appearances. It is highly unlikely he’ll ever be inducted into their imaginary hall of fame.

In 2018, he wrote a memoir. He called it Don’t Call Me Fake.

Dennis Earl
Hamilton, Ontario, Canada
Thursday, January 25, 2024
4:26 p.m.

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Revisiting Hulk Hogan’s First Year As World Champion (Part One)

On January 23rd, 1984, Terry Bollea got the push of a lifetime. As he walked out to Survivor’s Eye Of The Tiger, his entrance music at the time, the sold-out crowd at Madison Square Garden collectively and enthusiastically expressed their most fervent hope: that he would defeat The Iron Sheik, the despised anti-American heel, for the World Wrestling Federation Championship.

This was all unwelcome news to Bob Backlund, the former champion who reluctantly dropped the belt to Sheik at the previous MSG house show on December 26, 1983. Refusing to put him over clean that night, a compromise would be reached. Backlund’s manager, Arnold Skaaland, would throw in the towel – literally – when his protege found himself trapped in the dreaded Camel Clutch. The finish allowed Backlund to plausibly declare a decade later upon his surprise return that he never actually submitted.

After challenging the new titleholder in a few unrecorded rematches – a DQ win on January 14th in the Boston Garden, a double DQ finish on January 18th in Ohio and another DQ win the following night in a high school in Pennsylvania – Backlund was booked to face the Sheik again for the title on the 23rd in New York City. Or so he was led to believe.

Vince McMahon Jr., the new owner of the WWF, ultimately dropped Backlund from the show and slotted Bollea in his place. (Backlund would resume his feud with Sheik on February 4 during a live event in Massachusetts as noted by the invaluable History Of WWE website. Ironically, during a televised event on March 31st at the old Philadelphia Spectrum, Bollea seconded Backlund but the new WWF Champion would interfere giving the Sheik a cheap DQ win.)

Backlund wasn’t the only disgruntled party regarding January 23rd. Although The Iron Sheik had no problem working with Bollea despite spending the rest of his life badmouthing him in the press, he wasn’t exactly thrilled about losing the title so quickly. Like Backlund before him, he’d hoped there would be a series of matches before the strap changed hands. The Sheik wanted a proper run as champion.

But McMahon wanted his new babyface at the top of the card immediately, less than a month since he returned to action on December 28, as acknowledged by thehistoryofwwe.com. He had grand ambitions to put every other promoter out of business. The sooner Bollea was pushed as champion, the sooner he could execute his grand, longterm scheme of global domination. 

Bollea already had some crossover Hollywood cachet for making a memorable cameo in Rocky III just a couple of years earlier (the very reason he was fired by McMahon’s father, ironically enough). He would be an easy sell to a rapturous New York audience, the biggest market for the northeast American territory. The real question would be would he get over nationally, and later, internationally?

Televised on The MSG Network and repeated later, on the weekly, nationally syndicated Championship Wrestling and All-Star Wrestling programs, the match wasn’t even the main event at that particular house show. (Andre The Giant and the WWF tag champions at that time, Rocky Johnson and Tony Atlas, defeated all three Wild Samoans in a six-man tag finale, according to The History Of WWE website.) It was the eighth bout of ten that took place that night.

Sometime before the match took place, Sheik was suddenly put under a lot of pressure. McMahon had convinced Bollea to leave the American Wrestling Association, where he had successfully transitioned from a monster heel to the number one babyface, just before his contract ran out.

According to Sex, Lies & Headlocks, a 2001 literary examination of the WWF’s history to that point, Bollea sent a succinct telegram to the company’s disbelieving owner, Verne Gagne, who initially thought he was being ribbed. When a second one arrived relaying the same message (“I’m not coming back.”), Gagne contacted The Iron Sheik. (According to McMahon biographer Abraham Riesman, the AWA chief had just put together a sizzle reel that heavily promoted Hogan for future shows on and off TV. He had also refused to make him his world champion which played a major role in his departure. McMahon had promised Hogan the WWF title and a 10-year run.)

As recounted in Sheik’s two-hour A&E Biography last year, Gagne had reminded his old friend that his wife had given him his new name, that he had trained him in his infamously humid barn facility, that he had even helped him get a side gig to pay the bills. And because of all of this, he owed him a big favour.

Gagne offered the Sheik one hundred thousand dollars to break Bollea’s gargantuanly tanned legs and therefore screw over Vince McMahon Jr.’s most important booking. Sheik was put in an uncomfortable position: do his loyal mentor’s bidding and get a hefty payday that most pro wrestlers could only dream of at that time or risk alienating his new boss who potentially could elevate his own career let alone the man he was tasked to putting over.

Much to the relief of everyone in the World Wrestling Federation, The Iron Sheik was willing to do business. Neither Bollea nor McMahon had anything to worry about. In less than six minutes, The Incredible Hulk Hogan, as Bollea had been billed for years (Vince’s father gave him his new last name), would become the first man to escape the Camel Clutch, drop the big leg after ramming the Sheik into the corner and then cradle the champion to become a champion of his own.

“Hulkamania is here!” declared an excitable Gorilla Monsoon, a former rival during Bollea’s earlier heel run, on commentary.

Four days later, Bollea was in Japan to begin a two-and-a-half week tour with Antonio Inoki’s New Japan Pro Wrestling, the first of many as noted by The History Of WWE. At no time did he defend his new championship. (He would eventually win that promotion’s world title, however.) When he wasn’t working one-on-one non-title matches with a number of different Japanese stars, he was booked to work a series of tag matches with two Canadian talents by his side.

“Iron” Mike Sharpe was a grunting, hairy-chested mid-card heel from Hamilton, Ontario, who wore a suspicious arm brace in the ring and declared himself Canada’s Greatest Athlete. And Bret Hart, who got over in his father’s Calgary Stampede territory, was still months away from debuting as a lower-card babyface in the WWF. He wouldn’t become “The Hitman” until the following year. Hogan would mostly team with Sharpe with Hart only being added for six-man matches.

After working with the likes of Inoki, Akira Meada (who would become WWF International Champion that year and even wrestle The Iron Sheik) and Tatsumi Fujinami, Bollea would return to the United States to begin his first full year defending the WWF Championship. On February 10th, he would tape his first title defense in St. Louis at the Kiel Auditorium, the first time the company had ever promoted a show here, as mentioned by The History Of WWE website. The match wouldn’t air for four months.

Bill Eadie had challenged Bob Backlund a number of times during his reign but the audience never knew what he looked like. Adopting the mysterious Masked Superstar gimmick, he would challenge Hulk Hogan on three occasions. Besides the match in St. Louis, Eadie would also face the new champion in another locally televised event on February 18 at the Philadelphia Spectrum. Both matches, each running a little over 10 minutes according to thehistoryofwwe.com, ended the same way. Eadie would get caught putting a foreign object in his mask which resulted in his disqualification.

A week later at the Olympic Auditorium in Los Angeles, the heart of Gene LeBell and Guerrero territory, Hogan would drop the leg and get a clean pin on Superstar which was not captured by any video cameras. Although they would never wrestle against each other again, they would occasionally find themselves teaming up together in multi-man tag matches both in the Far East and here at home.

On May 12, 1984, during another New Japan tour, Hogan and Superstar would lose by disqualification to Riki Choshu & Mr. Saito, the former WWF tag champ and future AWA world titleholder. (Both teams were disqualified in a rematch nearly a month later.)

Five days later in Nagasaki, as listed by thehistoryofwwe.com, they would lose a six-man match to a team that included Antonio Inoki and Tatsumi Fujinami. The very next night in Hiroshima, Hogan and Superstar would face the then-reigning WWF tag team champions Dick Murdoch and Adrian Adonis and win clean. 

But according to The History Of WWE, not only were the belts not on the line, the champions didn’t even bring them to the ring. (Hogan would later team with Murdoch in a losing effort against Inoki and Fujinami on June 8, and then with Adonis as well in a six-man victory involving Inoki and different partners two nights later and again on the 12th.)

When Eadie became another masked character, this time a babyface named the Super Machine in 1986, along with the Big Machine (Blackjack Mulligan), Hogan would don a mask of his own calling himself The Hulk Machine for a few six-man matches against Bobby Heenan and his two biggest monsters. And at the 1989 Survivor Series, Eadie would be on his side once more, this time as the face-painted Ax of Demolition. That same year, Eadie appeared with Hogan in No Holds Barred where he wore far less make-up on his face and without the slicked back hair. He played one of his in-ring rivals, Jake Bullet.

On February 11, the day after his first match with the Masked Superstar in St. Louis, Bollea would have the first of his many rematches with The Iron Sheik, only a few of which would be recorded. In what was supposed to be another rematch with Bob Backlund, Bollea would take his place once more and defeat the Sheik in a no holds barred Texas Death Match in the Boston Garden. On February 24th, he’d pin him again in a more traditional title fight in Pittsburgh in front of a sold out Civic Centre.

For the next three months, Hogan would have to settle for cheap wins over the man he cleanly beat for the title in New York: two by disqualification (March 4 (at the Capital Centre in Maryland) and 10 (LA’s Olympic Auditorium)) and three by countout (April 3 (Erie, Pennsylvania), May 24 (Columbus, Ohio) and 28 (William Paterson College in New Jersey)).

The only no-contest was a double count-out on May 5 at the Philadelphia Spectrum which was taped for broadcast. Coincidentally, Hulk Hogan would get his first pinfall victory over The Iron Sheik since becoming champion on June 2 at the Spectrum which was also aired in that city. Again, according to The History Of WWE website, it wasn’t the main event. It was match five on an eight-match card. (Bob Backlund beat Wild Samoan Samula in five minutes in the show’s finale.)

Hogan would pin the Sheik seven more times in his first year as champion. With the exception of the Christmas show at the end of 1984 at Madison Square Garden (where the champion defeated the challenger in a match that was two-and-a-half minutes shorter than the title push on January 23rd and was the actual main event), all the other wins (December 29 at the Met Center in Minnesota, January 13, 1985 in Phoenix, the 14th at the University of Utah, the 17th at the State Fair Arena in Dallas and the Astro Arena in Houston on the 18th) were not recorded.

Dennis Earl
Hamilton, Ontario, Canada
Tuesday, January 23, 2024
10:20 p.m.



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Shrooms (2007)

Beware The Mushroom With The Black Nipple. That’s the warning that goes unheeded in Shrooms, a lifeless horror comedy that openly misleads you into thinking it’s a supernatural thriller.

Three couples in crisis convene for an outdoor drug party in an Irish forest. Tara, the cute American blonde who’s always bending over showing off her cleavage, has long had a burning torch for Jake, an Irish hunk who resembles Dave Matthews if he developed Russell Brand’s personality.

The problem is Tara’s backed up and Jake’s not doing his job. At one point, she confesses to her friend Holly that she’s embarrassed even being here. Why isn’t she getting any action, she wonders.

Lovely but uptight Holly has her own troubles. Her boyfriend, Malcolm, who for some reason is usually referred to as Bluto, is a little handsy and she’s not feeling it. So, he tries secretly making the moves on their friend Lisa, a hairy-pitted cutie dating a hippie named Troy who thinks he’s a karate expert. He’s so awful even a tree won’t put him over.

Meanwhile, Jake warns the others about The Mushroom With The Black Nipple. You ingest it and you could die, which, as it turns out, is total bullshit. You don’t die at all, actually. You just turn into a homicidal monster.

Sure enough, one of the six doesn’t hear this speech. They’re too busy wandering away aimlessly exploring the forest. And so, once they spot The Magic Mushroom With The Black Nipple, down the hatch it goes.

Suddenly, they’re having fever dreams out of nowhere while convulsing on the ground or are these premonitions of sudden mayhem to come?

As it turns out, they’re not predictions, they’re spoilers. And if I had actually given a shit about these idiots, and if these sequences had any kind of dark energy attached to them, the big reveal at the very end might have landed with a more dramatic impact.

Instead, it will remind viewers of Dream House which was only slightly better. And as far as slasher films go, nothing will ever top the original Halloween.

Shrooms telegraphs itself way too often and as I said, had I felt anything other than bored indifference, I probably would’ve clued in a lot faster. I can’t say the film doesn’t warn you about The Mushroom With The Black Nipple.

Deep in this Irish forest is an abandoned building filled with bad memories. As Jake recalls to the group during their first night together, it used to be a youth centre for naughty children. Run by the Christian brothers, it was more of a torture chamber than a place of refuge. (Why wasn’t it demolished?)

One fateful night, one of the kids reached their breaking point and mixed a whole lot of Mushrooms With Black Nipples in a pot of soup. The whole thing backfired when the suddenly amped up Christian brothers commenced a mass murder campaign that resulted in almost 80 casualties. Jake also implies there was mass rape, as well.

As the authorities combed through the aftermath, two people were unaccounted for: one of the murderous brothers and a young prisoner who witnessed his own twin being executed. One of the six dopes here for the drug party keeps seeing these survivors over and over again after they ingest The Mushroom With The Black Nipple. It’s all a swerve to throw us off the scent.

It’s never a good sign when characters in a horror film make questionable decisions long before they’re ever in any serious danger. In Shrooms, Jake orders everyone to hand over their cell phones. Why? So, they avoid inviting any “unnecessary embarrassment” if they decide to reach out for help while hallucinating during their trips. Of course, at one point, these devices suddenly vanish, so, great job, Jake.

Characters get separated when they should stick together, one even goes to a cabin to the woods hoping to find a working phone when all they encounter is a broken one that belongs to two Irish rednecks who have an unfortunate connection to that youth center. And clearly haven’t seen a woman in a really long time. By the way, do they have any electricity at all? Are they always in darkness?

Shrooms was produced mostly in Ireland and was imported to North America by Magnolia Films and Magnet Releasing in 2007. You can tell the filmmakers had very limited funds as well as a limited imagination. Notice how fake that archival photo of the abandoned torture house looks as Tara catches up on its history during a quiet moment to herself. 

Contrast that with Halloween which had a shooting budget of less than half a million but because of the brilliant set design and cinematography, it looks beautiful even today. The underappreciated Gretel & Hansel was made for five million and also has a dazzling look about it. You don’t need a lot of money to capture a mood, just a really solid approach and first-rate craftspeople to pull it off.

I will say this. There is a very nice overhead shot of Tara running into the abandoned youth centre which ends with her disappearing inside. But nifty camera shots only get you so far when you’re dealing with such shoddy material. I wasn’t scared in the slightest. I was literally unmoved.

I have a longstanding rule about horror films. If you kill off characters I don’t like or care about, I can’t hate you. You’re doing me a big favour. Yeah, the girls are attractive but they’re not bright or remotely interesting and, honestly, why are they even here? Aren’t there safer ways of getting high and laid? Their collective taste in men is highly questionable.

Bluto is a horny sleaze who gets brutally punished for it. Troy is so lame even I could beat his ass. And reckless Jake has a lot to answer for arranging this drug party in the first place knowing full well the dangers of The Mushrooms With The Black Nipples. Why didn’t he warn everybody about all of this well ahead of time?

Although it offers consistently weak attempts at levity, Shrooms more or less takes its preposterous premise seriously, especially in the latter stages when the numbers inevitably dwindle and one character belatedly realizes they’ve developed a psychotic alter-ego that can’t be stopped no matter how far they run.

If only they knew to avoid The Mushroom With The Black Nipple.

Dennis Earl
Hamilton, Ontario, Canada
Friday, January 12, 2024
7:10 p.m.

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The ABCs Of Death

There is no harder subgenre of horror movie to master than the anthology. Which is why so few are made and even fewer are any good.

With multiple filmmakers presenting a myriad of visions over the course of an entire feature, quality is rarely consistent. These are often awkward patchworks of storytelling as we veer from one strange saga to the next until the curtain falls and the lights turn back on again.

Most anthologies usually have a wraparound story, a handy device to allow for a central character unaffiliated with these stitched together shorts to transition from one to the other until their own segment concludes the entire feature.

The ABCs Of Death discards this convention altogether. After a quick opening title sequence that is too reminiscent of The Shining, we jump right into the first installment.

In the opening Apocalypse, a woman fails to get away with killing her husband as the world suddenly starts falling apart. First, she slices through half of his hand. Then, she stabs him in the neck. Still hanging on, she rushes back to the kitchen to fill a pan with scolding hot water which she proceeds to splash right in his face. Several bonks on the head later and he still won’t croak. He is one tough son of a bitch. And this is one stupid story with zero explanation for her actions. The extent of the apocalypse involves unseen crashing cars. I mean how low was the budget for this one?

Before I move on, I want to be clear up front. This is the worst anthology film I’ve ever seen. Your limit for gore and spectacle will be put to the test. There are moments here of such outrageous depravity one would be forgiven for not proceeding further. It’s round after round after round of blatant unpleasantness. When you rely on empty provocation to elicit visceral reactions of your dumbfounded audience, you’re just jerking off and wasting everyone’s time.

All that doesn’t make for a fun viewing. In fact, it turns all of this into an endurance test. Can you survive through all two hours and ten minutes of this cinematic torture? Judging by how low its box office returns were a little over a decade ago, most were unwilling to even get started.

Deep within its blackened soul, The ABCs Of Death is a gimmick movie and nothing more. Selected international filmmakers were assigned a word starting with a different letter of the alphabet. Their task was to build a quick story around the word. We’re talking segments that last less than ten minutes each, often less than five. With such stifling screen time limitations this project was doomed from the start.

Naturally, because of how the overall film is structured, each successive short is presented in the order of the alphabet. The producers want you to guess what the inspiration is for each segment which explains why every story ends with the title displayed instead of opening with it. I think I’d rather hear the pitch meetings.

Some filmmakers were given easier assignments than others. None of them deserve passing grades.

Of the punishing 26 entries, Unearthed, Ingrown, Pressure and Nuptials, all disappointingly average efforts, come the closest to working. The bare bones Unearthed is one of a couple of stories that are shot from the point of view of the main character (the unseen, suicidal surfer in the pointless Gravity being the other), in this case a cornered vampire about to meet a grisly end.

It embraces all the usual cliches: torch-wielding townspeople (including a guy who knows how to fire a flaming arrow), the wooden stake through the heart bit, and a Latin-chanting priest throwing holy water.

Not leaving anything to chance, the vampire is stabbed, defanged and beheaded, which begs the obvious question of why not just stick with the decapitation.

Ingrown features a couple in crisis. A nervous but angry husband is about to inject his wife, helplessly tied-up in the tub, with a poisonous substance. There’s no dialogue, just pointed narration from the victim mocking the toxic masculinity of the generic, cowardly villain who for some reason appears conflicted about his actions. But that doesn’t stop him from leaving.

If you’re going to make a statement about the scourge of domestic violence, you need to deliver something more powerful than this. A little puke on the floor isn’t cutting it.

Pressure is about an impoverished mom of three who earns a living as a sex worker. She has a deadbeat alcoholic boyfriend who eventually steals all her hidden money that she’s been saving for her daughter’s birthday. (The kid has her eyes on a particular bike.) Apparently desperate, even though business is good, she belatedly accepts an offer to shoot a particularly upsetting porn video.

It involves murdering small animals by stomping on them. In this case, it’s an orange kitten. To see the woman in the very next scene smiling and laughing as she watches her daughters play makes her deeply unsympathetic especially when she doesn’t really need to shoot these objectionable videos. When I say this movie crosses the line, this is only one such example.

The ABCs Of Death is a curious mix of serious and silly horror shorts. The only time I laughed, and it was a solitary laugh at that, happens during Nuptials. A guy proposes to his not-so-lovable lady but makes the mistake of giving her a talking bird as a gift. Let’s just say he should’ve taught his new pet all the ins and outs of bro code. Oh, and maybe, be more discreet with your side pussy.

Every other short is various degrees of awful. None is worse than Libido.

Two guys are kidnapped, chained to a chair and forced to jack it to a hot naked lady. The one who cums last gets offed and doesn’t move on to the next round. The main character manages to survive for about a dozen rounds until a scene is presented to him that is beyond disgusting. I have a lot of questions about his overly enthusiastic opponent.

This is immediately followed by a scene where a young woman can’t flush the toilet, so she goes searching for a plunger. When we see what’s clogging the bowl, well, there’s a reason the segment is called Miscarriage. Did we really need that dramatic zoom, guys?

Just as appalling is Youngbuck about the creepiest janitor in film history who preys on young boys at the school he works at. (I will not mention what he does with their sweat.) One will ultimately get their revenge but that last shot left me unsettled. Why is the kid pulling his goddamn shorts down? Take the win and go home. Thank goodness for Power Glove’s catchy retro synth pop which serves as a welcome distraction.

On the flipside, much earlier on there’s a more innocuous story built around the word Fart. A cute Asian schoolgirl has a crush on her cute Asian schoolteacher. The schoolgirl is ashamed of farting in public. It turns out, the schoolteacher has a powerful blast of her own, so powerful it literally lures the schoolgirl into her own asshole where they make out and toot internally for eternity. Unless you’re a teenage boy prone to gigglegasms, you’ll react the way I did, baffled beyond words.

There are a lot of these kinds of gonzo shorts thrown in here like Cycle where a guy discovers a mysterious portal and then realizes there are now two of him, one more murderous than the other which goes completely undetected by his wife. Zero explanation for any of this.

Or the segment about a dog, doubling for a British World War II pilot, who gets hoodwinked by a Nazi masquerading as a stripping fox and then Hulks up after receiving encouragement from a Winston Churchill impersonator while she tries to electrocute him.

The most peculiar entry is the last one and I defy anyone to explain it to me because I have no fucking idea what the hell is going on. You get a cute naked gal who looks uncannily like Lady Gaga wearing a Nazi hat and strapping around a giant fake penis that ejaculates rice. There’s other naked people eating Asian cuisine. There’s murky commentary about America giving Japan terrible “gifts” like the atomic bomb which sort of explains in some befuddled way why some of those naked people are wearing “Little Boy” helmets. Oh, and a guy in a wheelchair who suddenly stands erect in more ways than one. Is this supposed to be funny? The whole segment left me perplexed and deeply confused.

Running a close second is the truly insane Removed, another ugly story about a tortured kidnap victim. So, here’s the deal. Apparently, long parts of his skin can be stripped from his body and transformed into 35mm film. (I didn’t get it, either.) Not only is he constantly operated on, he’s also a display animal placed into a cage and fawned over by the most desperate groupies I’ve ever seen. Somehow, he gets away but there’s no happy ending. The blood rain is a decent effect, though.

A couple of shorts take the meta route by focusing on the struggle of making a good story because of the seeming limitations of a challenging word. The creators of Quack play themselves as they ultimately decide to kill a harmless duck not recognizing that committing actual murder on film itself isn’t original. I’d rather see the coke-sniffing topless gal again, thanks. I can tolerate the screaming.

And then there’s the appropriately named What The Fuck which begins with uncomfortable animation (tit squeezing should always be consensual!) and ends in incoherence. It too believes it’s doing something different by showing the consequences of having your dark thoughts coming to life while some freaked out TV reporter waxes philosophical in the midst of all this sudden chaos. But this isn’t original, either, if you’ve seen The Sender.

The ABCs Of Death is not strictly live action. Besides parts of WTF, there’s two additional animated segments, one traditional, the other claymation, that both unfortunately revolve around bathrooms.

In Klutz, a woman at a party takes a crap that doesn’t actually want to leave her body. It’s literally the turd that just won’t flush. But that doesn’t explain why it’s in a murderous mood. I’ll tell ya this. He’s no Mr. Hankey. No “Howdy ho” from this motherfucker.

We all have our irrational fears but the wide-eyed little boy who hesitates to use that poorly installed contraption in Toilet is not being the unreasonable one. With his kiddie seat thrown away, he now has to sit on this rickety thing without getting killed. He does not succeed. His father is a real asshole. One more unnecessarily gruesome spectacle.

There are a few unexciting action-oriented shorts, as well, like the dystopian Vagitus that takes its cue from Robocop. In the year 2035, you have to get permission to procreate. Otherwise, you’re hunted down like a terrorist by an ED-209 knock-off. Throw in a special baby that is supposed to be the next Jesus (not a huge fan of kids getting murdered in horror films, by the way) and you have yet another derivative work that at least has a modicum of intelligence but way too much ultra violence. I’m sure Cronenberg appreciates the final kill but he did it better in Scanners.

The misleading Speed involves a kidnapping, a potential sacrifice and a big car chase, all for the lead character to avoid being captured by some mysterious, ugly-ass, deep-voiced villain. But, as the final moment reveals, it’s all a big wind-up. I’m also not a big supporter of women demeaning each other in increasingly misogynistic ways. But the flame thrower is cool.

The poor big gal who can’t be accepted for who she is turns out to be even grosser than her harshest critics imagine in XXL. After being ridiculed and insulted while out and about (I thought they loved les grandes femmes in France), there she is literally pigging out in the most revolting way possible. Constantly pressured to fit an unrealistic beauty standard, she saves money on plastic surgery and does some drastic physical alterations all on her own which of course make things worse. I guess revenge was out of the question.

That’s not the case with another kidnap victim who realizes he has to fight his own missing dog in an underground fight club. What’s the deal with the baby in the crowd? And why is everything in slow motion? This does not improve the final result. No more animal violence, for Christ’s sake!

I also didn’t care about the horny guy who becomes a human nest for baby spiders (Exterminate), the horny couple having unappealing oral sex before the guy decides to perform a strangulation (Orgasm), nor the absurdist “Samurai Movie” involving strange facial expressions and yet another beheading.

And then there’s the little girl who can’t get to sleep in Bigfoot. Her cousin and his hot lady, eager to resume their sizzle-free romp which is eventually over in a flash, spin a yarn of obvious bullshit to scare her into staying in bed and keeping her eyes shut so they won’t be interrupted again. And then, it sort of comes true when “the garbage man” suddenly pays them all a visit. Convenience isn’t irony, my man.

As a whole, The ABCs Of Death is overstuffed, undercooked and a goddamn drag. Horror movies are supposed to be cheeky fun filled with suspense, big laughs, well crafted scares and characters to care about. This is the complete opposite of that. And to think, they made two more movies of this.

They picked the wrong title. The whole thing should’ve been called What The Fuck?

Dennis Earl
Hamilton, Ontario, Canada
Friday, January 5, 2024
9:28 p.m.

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Two-Second Solution

It can end in an instant
The threat of expulsion
One direct edict
Halted compulsion

Cut off at the knees
Unable to continue
Begging for more murder
But can’t order off the menu

A sudden rejection
A depleted supply
Despised and alone
No more master to defy

Failing to conquer
Incinerated reputation
A campaign in ruins
Widespread devastation

Rapidly losing
Control of the story
Heart-wrenching images
Intensely gory

Bombing away
A future of peace
Endless occupation
The violence will increase

Remove the veto
And watch the dominoes fall
A two-second solution
With a single call

Dennis Earl
Hamilton, Ontario, Canada
Monday, January 1, 2024
4:38 p.m.

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