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“In 1984, a young programmer begins to question reality as he works to adapt a fantasy novel into a video game.”
Movies like Slice are part of a genre that I’m now trade-marking as “Kitchen Sink Movies,” films like Detention and Freaks Of Nature that take wildly outlandish concepts, throw the kitchen sink at the screen, and pray to god that it’s entertaining because it’s sure as hell not gonna make any sense. It’s a difficult genre to pull off since you run the risk of going too far and blurring out any attempt at story, or you don’t go far enough and your wild concept just feels flimsy and unfocused. In the case of Slice, it unfortunately suffers from the latter issue.
The hunt is on but the question is, are you the hunter or the hunted? If you’re up against the creature from the 1987 sci fi action horror film Predator, odds are you’re the prey. Laugh in the face of imminent death with this line of Predator Pop!s including the titular creature with a one-in-six Chase, a Super Predator (in case the Predator wasn’t sufficiently terrifying) and a Predator Hound with a one-in-six Chase.
‘Summer of ’84’ Is a Splash of Brilliant B-Movie Nostalgia
by Nile Fortner
Even though I wasn’t born yet, I know that 1984 was a fantastic year that gave us classics that would later go on to become classic nostalgia. The year 1984 gave us a Schwarzenegger as a futuristic killing-machine cyborg hunting down anyone named Sarah Connor in The Terminator. The year 1984 also taught us that Gremlins can’t get wet, Molly Ringwald was the O.G. red-head babe before Jessica Chastain (sorry Jessica), and that counting after “five and six you better grab your crucifix” before a red-and-green striped sweater wearing serial killer haunts your dreams.
“After suspecting that their police officer neighbor is a serial killer, a group of teenage friends spend their summer spying on him and gathering evidence, but as they get closer to discovering the truth, things get dangerous.”