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Masters of Horror season 2
Tobe Hooper- The Dammed Thing
John Landis- Family Ernest Dickerson- V Word John Carpenter- Pro Life Dario Argento- Pelts Brad Anderson- Sounds Like Norio Tsuruta- Dream Cruise Rob Schmidt- Right To Die Peter Medak- The Washingtonians Stuart Gordon- The Black Cat Tom Holland- We Scream For Ice Cream Joe Dante- The Screwfly Solution Mick Garris- Valerie On The Stairs I would like to see Clive Barker & Wes Craven do a MOH film. |
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Very nice to see Brad Anderson on the list this year.
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Saw the list... I'll probably buy the set (I'm sure it will only be R2 so I'll have to import it like the first one dammit) instead of catching it on tv.
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The Damned Thing
Pretty good.........some nice gore.......story was a bit flimsy but it held my attention. |
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damn...no Tashiki in this season huh?
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WHERE IS LUCKY MCGEE ! stupid assholes... He is the best director of my generation.
Mick Garris sucks huge hairy ball sack. |
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Clive Barker wrote the original screen story for Valerie on the Stairs.
It's the next episode. They took a break from showing them, the same as last year they took a couple weeks break then started showing again. So far my fav of season 2 is Argento's Pelts. That episode has a little of everything in it, and some classic Dario Argento trademarks are seen also. Family is my next favorite. But I can't wait to see Valerie on the Stairs |
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i read today about what each episode is about. they have some decent plots but most people who have watched the second season so far ar telling me it sucks. i wouldnt know i dont have showtime.
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