We finish up the Fear Street trilogy with a trip back to Ye Olde Tymes where Satan was everywhere and Applejack was a thing kids were into.
We take a trip back to a summer camp in 1978 and it goes about like you think it does, but with more witch curses and less sex.
This holiday season, join us as we watch a series of Netflix movies based on a series of books, starting with the first one.
We're not saying that you should be creepy peeping on your neighbors, but it is a good way to find out if they're vampires, or at least if they own a coffin.
It's times like this when we need to all band together an in unison cry out, stop naming movies in such a way that it's impossible to talk about them without several qualifying statements.
We put on a pot of coffee this week and see if we can make heads or tails of the prequel to Twin Peaks. Be warned there are spoilers for the overall story of Twin Peaks, so listen at your own risk.
It takes all three of us to tackle the most pressing question that this movie brings up, are Frankenstein's monsters reborn with the organs they die with or just snakes where their guts were.
We grab our favorite agave-based booze this week and head south of the border for some classic vampire smashing action. OK, ramblers. Let's get rambling.