“…And there was the smell, horrible stench of blood and manure, the smell of a slaughterhouse…”
“…And there was the smell, horrible stench of blood and manure, the smell of a slaughterhouse…”
Thrill to the weirdness of these illustrated playing cards.
…that horrible sound again, a rumbling growl and a high pitched scream…
“…My Mom was there which also was strange because she’s dead…”
heard them coming up behind, on either side;
“…This was somehow supposed to comfort the general populace…”
“…Gruesome Twosome is a joyously campy diversion only slightly above a home movie that manages to achieve some remarkable moments, absolutely NONE of which are the least bit “scary” in the traditional sense…”
“…It wasn’t really alive, not really a creature on its own…”