…revenge, counter-revenge, incest, mind control, lies, a little humor and a lot of violence.
…part crazed fever dream, part surrealistic rant against a soulless, modern culture.
…a two-day punk festival in Minneapolis featuring bands that contain at least one female member in their ranks.
…The “horror” aspects of the film, mostly rooted in the real world, usually involve mankind’s inherent need to do evil to his own kind rather than creaking doors and sheeted ghosts…
…duuuude, we’re talking about a pissed off TREE here…
Wal-Mart is like a giant dim-witted leper covered in little yellow smiling tumors and it wants to rub up against you.
It’s a sad fact of life that, oftentimes, putting a punk rock DVD in your player and hitting the play button is like biting into a Hostess Pie and finding it filled with Elmer’s glue.
After like three hours, I had to stop watching though. The “Doot Doo’s” got to my brain.
…coming off like maybe a Tennessee Pogues.
This is hands down the most visually stunning “documentary” about a band—hell, movie in general—I’ve seen in recent memory, and it was originally released in 1985.