Well, after revisiting an underground filmmaker yesterday, I
figure it’s only right to continue on this path for a little bit longer. As
such, it’s time to look at another indie oddity that I have covered before:
Jimmy ScreamerClauz. Last year, I ended up reviewing his work Where The Dead Go To Die, a film I still maintain is one of the most disturbing pieces of cinema
I’ve ever sat through. It occupies that area of reception that most people
reserve for films like Requiem For A Dream: I loved it, but I never want to
watch it again. Well, having discarded any semblance of regard for my own
mental health a long time ago, I have watched that film a couple times since
and, honestly, it still holds up as easily one of my new favourite films. Naturally,
with that opinion still intact, I was definitely curious to see what else Mr.
ScreamerClauz could come up with. Time to dive into the madness once more, and may
Caine forgive me for this.
