Monday, December 28, 2009

Take Me Home Tonight

Whether you're sitting on the subway or waiting for your dentist to start committing all sorts of torture porn on your helpless pearly whites, there's always a time for that thing they taught you back in first grade: reading magazines about cult movies.

But where, you ask, can I find quality pages of colorful imagery, original illustrations, filmmaker interviews, and, most importantly, high quality content discussing and dissecting some of my favorite B-movies, cult classics, indie, horror, sci-fi, exploitation, underground, Asian cinema, and more?

Say it with me kids: Paracinema .

Issue 8 of this independent magazine is on the stands (of select shops) and ready for an online order. Why, you wonder, should you care? Well, aside from being one of the few--if only--film magazines of its type and caliber, it also features some intelligent and entertaining articles such as the following:

Love, Loss, and Astounding Growth in The Incredible Shrinking Man
and Attack of the Fifty-Foot Woman by Jessie Robie

“Oh Hi, Movie!” The Unironic Aesthetics of “So Bad It’s Good” In
Tommy Wiseau’s The Room
by John Semley

The Story Behind Jim Wynorski’s Munchie Strikes Back
OR Paracinema’s Parents’ Manual for Little Billy’s Question:
“Why is the TV puppet telling me to vote Democrat?”
by Jonathan Plombon

The Serial Killer’s Mind: Comparing and Contrasting the Male Psyches in
Henry Portrait of a Serial Killer
by Brantley Palmer

Loss and Hope – The Past and the Future in The Road Warrior
by Todd Garbarini

and, perhaps of little interest to you: War May Be Hell, But a Sequel Is Purgatory:
Thematic Combat With Battle Royale II: Requiem
by Emily Intravia

That's right. Yours truly waxing on and off on the sequel to many a film fan's favorite kids-with-guns underground hit from the land of the rising sun. 

Head over to Paracinema's home page ( ) to get your very own copy. Individual issues are just $7 each, which is less than you'd pay for a Starbucks latte and scone, and let's face it: that "The Way I See It" paragraph on the side of your cup has less going for it than this magazine's table of contents.