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Pick 24: Slicker Flick Pick: Blood is Slicker than Water (Blood-Stained Balustrade); (I Know What You Did Last Summer, 1997) **With Red Devil's Aural Appearance**
Greetings, Cinematic Fanatics! Allow us the pleasure of ushering you through the spacious, two-floored, multiple points of ingress boutique shop: Shiver's, rife with mannequins, ceiling fans, two sisters from the same mister, one would marry a tennis player, the other Freddy Prince, but in this slick flick, they both meet their slicker sporting slayer. This coastal community is far from quaint, revenge marks this town like bloody warpaint, this comely quartet acting innocent is merely a feint for they're all party to crime, once untarnished souls marked with blood-red taint and not even Ms. white as death-chalky ass corpse can claim she's a saint, but if the fear is so visceral, it makes you faint, and if your pulse pounds to the point where you'll lodge a complaint, I suggest you show some hook-slashing restraint and so, too, will I break free of pre-conceived, slasher-flick constraints with this original, secret-prying, death-defying, life-undying horror slash treat of Slick Flick Pick, an entertaining, slick/flick-explaining series, a desirable diversion from the main vein of Chemohawk Sessions. You are our Cinematic Fanatics; we, your worthwhile f****** cinephiles. For your 24th episode, Blood Red Devil and I review one of our most Southport shot, seaside, seaworthy, sinister 90's slicker flick pleasures, a pick that's proved one reliable, timeless treat in a 4th-of-July parade of lackluster slashers; where the killer, though he walks, still arrives quicker, fish guts, sea spray and blood bead off of his slicker, but don't forget this is a slasher-- sooner or later, you'll feel a car crash, or bloody hook gash and you'll soon clean the wound with rubbing alcohol or liquor. I have reveled in this film since my first youthful, Blockbuster-rental viewing; I once thought Scream took all the horror/slasher cake and though this flick, they were quick to forsake, in my goulashes, it still makes me shake: my pulse pounds and heart thumps to more of a quake and that climatic scene in Shivers still--down my godd*** spine--sends signals of quivers.
We offer you, regarding this classic, straightforward, uncomplicated flick, in a sheen that's glossy, sleek and slick a worthy follow up to Scream, where expertly constructed set pieces and crafted and unexpected characters slashed to pieces in: I Know What You Did Last Summer, circa October 1997. This film starts filming along the jigsaw cuts off a rocky coast that extend into the bay, in the film's second half--once garrulous, now downtrodden, Julie, don't have shiz to say, not one of these sexy cast members steps foot in a church nor kneels to pray, but two of the four the hook man shall slay and with their once warm, hot bodies, they'll dearly pay.
I Know What You Did Last Summer is the flick, so very slick, hence our fstars pick! I am your worthwhile cinephile; you're my cinematic fanatics; together, we, excitement unlock and run down the real world's unimaginative fstars clock while feasting our eyes on this slick-flick-pick prize.
Enter, with us, you cinematic fanatics, into the realm of film's fantasy as we unwind the grind of reality… We offer you: Pick 24: Slick Flick Pick: Blood is Slicker than Water (Blood-Stained Balustrade); (I Know What You Did Last Summer, 1997.) Today, we'll discuss-- a once mild-mannered fisherman, of his daughter, bereaved, and though previously content, he's now aggrieved; Barry's Beemer smashing into him, left him quite peeved, his telling, familial tattoo usually hidden… under long sleeves, but one nefarious a** plot, does he conceive, and, at J-Love's cleavage...boy, does his hook cleave.
- Your worthwhile cinephile: Falsetto Prophet and RED DEVIL
P.S. (Procrastinated Statement) *Intro/outro song, Soulicious, courtesy of the artist, Dyalla.
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By Falsetto ProphetGreetings, Cinematic Fanatics! Allow us the pleasure of ushering you through the spacious, two-floored, multiple points of ingress boutique shop: Shiver's, rife with mannequins, ceiling fans, two sisters from the same mister, one would marry a tennis player, the other Freddy Prince, but in this slick flick, they both meet their slicker sporting slayer. This coastal community is far from quaint, revenge marks this town like bloody warpaint, this comely quartet acting innocent is merely a feint for they're all party to crime, once untarnished souls marked with blood-red taint and not even Ms. white as death-chalky ass corpse can claim she's a saint, but if the fear is so visceral, it makes you faint, and if your pulse pounds to the point where you'll lodge a complaint, I suggest you show some hook-slashing restraint and so, too, will I break free of pre-conceived, slasher-flick constraints with this original, secret-prying, death-defying, life-undying horror slash treat of Slick Flick Pick, an entertaining, slick/flick-explaining series, a desirable diversion from the main vein of Chemohawk Sessions. You are our Cinematic Fanatics; we, your worthwhile f****** cinephiles. For your 24th episode, Blood Red Devil and I review one of our most Southport shot, seaside, seaworthy, sinister 90's slicker flick pleasures, a pick that's proved one reliable, timeless treat in a 4th-of-July parade of lackluster slashers; where the killer, though he walks, still arrives quicker, fish guts, sea spray and blood bead off of his slicker, but don't forget this is a slasher-- sooner or later, you'll feel a car crash, or bloody hook gash and you'll soon clean the wound with rubbing alcohol or liquor. I have reveled in this film since my first youthful, Blockbuster-rental viewing; I once thought Scream took all the horror/slasher cake and though this flick, they were quick to forsake, in my goulashes, it still makes me shake: my pulse pounds and heart thumps to more of a quake and that climatic scene in Shivers still--down my godd*** spine--sends signals of quivers.
We offer you, regarding this classic, straightforward, uncomplicated flick, in a sheen that's glossy, sleek and slick a worthy follow up to Scream, where expertly constructed set pieces and crafted and unexpected characters slashed to pieces in: I Know What You Did Last Summer, circa October 1997. This film starts filming along the jigsaw cuts off a rocky coast that extend into the bay, in the film's second half--once garrulous, now downtrodden, Julie, don't have shiz to say, not one of these sexy cast members steps foot in a church nor kneels to pray, but two of the four the hook man shall slay and with their once warm, hot bodies, they'll dearly pay.
I Know What You Did Last Summer is the flick, so very slick, hence our fstars pick! I am your worthwhile cinephile; you're my cinematic fanatics; together, we, excitement unlock and run down the real world's unimaginative fstars clock while feasting our eyes on this slick-flick-pick prize.
Enter, with us, you cinematic fanatics, into the realm of film's fantasy as we unwind the grind of reality… We offer you: Pick 24: Slick Flick Pick: Blood is Slicker than Water (Blood-Stained Balustrade); (I Know What You Did Last Summer, 1997.) Today, we'll discuss-- a once mild-mannered fisherman, of his daughter, bereaved, and though previously content, he's now aggrieved; Barry's Beemer smashing into him, left him quite peeved, his telling, familial tattoo usually hidden… under long sleeves, but one nefarious a** plot, does he conceive, and, at J-Love's cleavage...boy, does his hook cleave.
- Your worthwhile cinephile: Falsetto Prophet and RED DEVIL
P.S. (Procrastinated Statement) *Intro/outro song, Soulicious, courtesy of the artist, Dyalla.