Swamps for the Sweet

     This week some movies with film directors slaughtered, coitus interruptus, and not enough Tony Todd (but, really, is it ever?).

     Arletty's artist father has vanished. So she goes to his small California coastal town to find him. Instead all she finds is his journal, a trio of wonderers, and some nightly moonbathers awaiting a return from the sea. An atmospheric curiosity from the decade of feathered hair and oil crises... Messiah of Evil.
     A ridiculously creepy German photographer has absolutely no issues commuting the least interesting murder spree ever put to film despite openly stalking children and being prone to shouting about Hitler at everyone on first meeting them. A movie whose limp attempt at viral marketing has left a lingering bad taste in the mouths of many online horror communities... Murder-Set-Pieces. 
     Return once again to the sleepy wetlands of Honey Island Swamp, where the screams of those who wonder into the territory of Victor Crowley ring out. Picking up immediately where the previous film ended, sole survivor Marybeth Dunston enlists the aide of local entrepreneur Reverend Zombie to end the swamp's curse once and for all. Assuming everyone doesn't get a... Hatchet II ...the face this time.
     Artist Anthony McCoy is struggling to find inspiration until his girlfriend's brother tells him the story of Helen Lyle, who went on a killing spree and kidnapped a baby before throwing herself into a bonfire. As Anthony digs deeper into the truth of the story, and the history of the currently gentrifying area it happened in, he learns of the cyclical nature of an ever renewing legend. Arguably the best legacy sequel so far, do not say his name five times in a mirror... Candyman.
All that and Dave acknowledges why he's going to die alone, Tyler self-soothes, and Kevin admires his vast tunnels full of horded discs located deep below his home. Join us, won't we?
   Episode 330- Swamps for the Sweet