I’m either too cool for Cult Film Club, or not cool enough.

Either way, I wasn’t able to join my co-hosts Paxton Holley and Shawn Robare down in Jacksonville, FL today for a real-life meetup of the Cult Film Club. That makes me sad-faced, and not only because Shawn tells me I missed out on delicious barbecue and Mountain Dew cupcakes topped with crushed Doritos. Seriously, I’m not making that up.

But I was there in spirit, and even made it into a group photo. Sort of.


Maybe it’s for the best. All three of us in the same room could be dangerous.

Splode to Joy
I'd rather be in a 'Coma' than waste 4 hours of my life watching this one.
Corpse Bride [31 DVDs of Halloween]