Send us a text Turkey month is filled with surrealism isn't it? Today were talking about: What price would you pay for eternal beauty? In Death Becomes Her (1992), vanity has a half-life, necks can spin like windmills, and immortality is anything but graceful. Streep and Hawn duel in high camp couture, their bodies breaking as their egos bend, while Bruce Willis looks like he’s one martini away from total collapse. It’s glamorous, grotesque, and a morality tale wrapped in glitter, bullets, an...
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Send us a text Turkey month is filled with surrealism isn't it? Today were talking about: What price would you pay for eternal beauty? In Death Becomes Her (1992), vanity has a half-life, necks can spin like windmills, and immortality is anything but graceful. Streep and Hawn duel in high camp couture, their bodies breaking as their egos bend, while Bruce Willis looks like he’s one martini away from total collapse. It’s glamorous, grotesque, and a morality tale wrapped in glitter, bullets, an...
Send us a text It's 2025 SPOOK-TOBER Today were talking about: Grab your pumpkin spice latte and your sharpest fake machete—it’s Haunt Season (2024), the movie that proves Halloween is less about candy and more about questionable acting choices. In this seasonal spook-fest, Horny adults work at the season Haunted house only to find out that some of the bodies are REAL. We break down the “scares,” question the characters’ survival instincts, and ask the real question: if fall is “cozy se...
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Send us a text Turkey month is filled with surrealism isn't it? Today were talking about: What price would you pay for eternal beauty? In Death Becomes Her (1992), vanity has a half-life, necks can spin like windmills, and immortality is anything but graceful. Streep and Hawn duel in high camp couture, their bodies breaking as their egos bend, while Bruce Willis looks like he’s one martini away from total collapse. It’s glamorous, grotesque, and a morality tale wrapped in glitter, bullets, an...
