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A personalised banner!? I feel so spoilt…
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…in which small-town America must be taught once again that vigilante justice is generally not a good idea…
A lesser entry in the ventriloquist’s dummy sub-genre, Dead Silence at least makes up in quantity what it lacks in quality.
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[NB: Probably NSFW—some grue.]
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We also take another look at the roots of this particular sub-genre, with The Great Gabbo (1929).
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Liz Kingsley is the insane genius behind And You Call Yourself a Scientist!
#1 by The Rev. on November 26, 2016 - 9:43 am
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I was all but certain someone would cover this. However, I thought it most likely to come from El Santo. I didn’t expect a double from you.
Truly, you are spoiling us lately.
Would that it never ended…
#2 by The Rev. on November 26, 2016 - 9:45 am
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Okay…even I am a tad creeped out now…
“Lyz might continue in her recent vein with more modern movies, or maybe pick up her Puppet Master reviews (I have a feeling the puppet introduced in the third one made her squeal a bit).”
I’m just glad I didn’t put “and/or,” or I suspect we’d both run screaming into the night.
#3 by lyzard on November 26, 2016 - 6:01 pm
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Disconcerting, isn’t it??
Dead Silence happened to be the next thing on my “Stuff From 2007 That I Need To Catch Up With” list, so that was a nice piece of serendipity.
#4 by The Rev. on January 1, 2017 - 1:21 am
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Yes, that is a very good word for it.
And yet, it’s kind of…I don’t know, pleasing? Reassuring? “Hey, someone gets me!” Hardly the worst feeling in the world to have, particularly when it comes along so rarely, and even more so from the other side of the gender divide.