The Forbidden. Clive Barker, 1978.

I’m sure people do

Star Time is an odd little indie from 92 by Alexander Cassini about a delusional fame-hungry man who becomes a serial killer. It presages a lot of films dealing with media obsession (Natural Born Killers, Sliver). Starring Link Larkin (Tracy Turnblad’s boyfriend in Hairspray).

I was only 26 when I shot Treasure Island Media’s 1,000 Load Fuck

Coming into the theater Florian Zeller’s The Mother and seeing Isabelle Huppert already on stage, just sitting quietly with a book while the audience filtered in, was a very surreal experience.

A documentary about the murders on RuPaul’s fracking ranch called Ru Can See Everything

Seeing Blanchett and Huppert do the Maids together was phenomenal. Seeing Huppert onstage is life changing.

If he doesn’t get Isabelle Huppert to reprise her role, I will set myself on fire

Meeting of mothers

I’ve been feeding the crows by my house for a while now in a bid to make them my friends. They follow me whenever I take my dog out for a walk and hop along behind us waiting for treats but now they keep swooping at my head! Why have my friends betrayed me

If you are repulsed by genitals you have the mind of a turnip and should do some work on yourself to figure out why that is. Gay men rightfully get called out on their misogyny for hating vaginas all the time. If you’re that repulsed by a penis then yeah, you probably are a TERF.

Looking for investors for my musical adaptation of The Devils set to the songs of Fergie. My Humps will be Sister Jeanne’s intro. The rape of Christ will be set to Let’s Get it Started. Father Grandier as Jesus sings Glamorous. Sister Jeanne masturbates to London Bridge.

Getting this for a little understated piece in my living room.

Only watching incest porn to stick it to the government

Me showing up to any function

Miss Leslie’s Dolls. Joseph G. Prieto, 1972. A ridiculous, sleazy low-budget Florida horror about a deranged trans woman collecting the corpses of women for occult purposes.

Can’t wait for all these braindead prudes to start cheering when they inevitably try to ban gay porn

The Mystery of the Wax Museum. Michael Curtiz, 1933. One of the last films shot in two-color Technicolor before it was unfortunately quickly rendered obsolete with three-strip. Absolutely stunning use of color that feels more akin to a painting.

Oliver Reed as Jesus truly is the hottest a man has ever looked

La Gradiva. Marine Atlan, 2026.