Okay, let’s go back a little ways and switch up the 80s gore for 60s yocks and chills, with this very gentle murder comedy from the combined talents of exploitation pro William Castle and England’s Hammer Films.
What better way to celebrate the most macabre month of the year than to watch a grotesque comedy about Hollywood and the funeral business (guess which one is worse…)?
A blood-soaked, ripping 1960s Sherlock Holmes yarn where the Baker Street detective battles history’s most notorious serial killer.
With it being summer and all, my movie-watching habits are now directly connected to my crushing need to escape while watching whatever it is that I’m watching.
