So many photos of Lisa Marie are ruined by Tim Burton being included in them.
I cannot fucking wait to see Suspiria on 35mm next month.
I made this announcement last year, but hey:
All 86 Hellraiser movies are on Netflix, so get fucking crackin’.
Because spookychan and I are watching ‘Ed Wood’ for our Halloween movie marathon (that we’re starting in September), I feel I need to say this:
The Nightmare Before Christmas isn’t a Halloween movie. It’s the movie that you watch when you’re still clinging to your feelings of Fall and whimsy, and you’re unsure if you’re ready to go from “pumpkin-spiced everything” to “peppermint bark everything”.
ADDENDUM: Chan states, and I agree, that the only exception to this dumb rule is that you may watch it on Halloween day, as such activities mirror that of the movie itself.
nail polish on fingernails: 2 days
nail polish on toenails: 200 years. ur ghost will have glittery toes. ur descendants will come out of the womb w/ revlon 791 midnight affair perfectly applied. infinite
I was at a club night thing last weekend, a person that I can only describe as “A giant rat, like from Secret of Nimh, but with really smeared eyeliner and stringy black hair” GRABBED my hand, and guffawed at how chipped my nail polish was.
I mean, listen, there are a million things wrong with that scenario. But damn, the chipped nail polish struggle is real.
In your opinion, which post-punk songs/bands would be foolish to leave off of a compilation / which should be included that you don’t see often?