Thanks to Wal-Mart's glorious $5 bin I have a slew of new horror DVDs to watch. Last night I had a B-movie double feature selected from a 15 film collection called Horror: Do Not Watch Alone.
I watched them alone.
First was I Bury the Living, a nice little flick about a man who discovers that he has the power to kill people by sticking black pins in their plots on a cemetary map. It isn't quite as cool as its name and has a Scooby-Doo ending you can see coming before the story really even gets started, but it's still worth watching.
Second up was a block of Velveeta called The Undertaker and His Pals, a.k.a. my new favorite movie. It centers on an evil gang of bikers composed of an undertaker and, uh, his pals. They do crazy things, like murder hot chicks and serve parts of them up as the specials of the day at their skeezy diner, while the undertaker makes a killing (har har) burying the remains of the victims' remains and one of the pals, who is a failed medical student, gets to sharpen his surgical skills. Everybody wins! It has ridiculous villains, an even worse playboy protagonist, horrible jokes and close-up shots of innards fondling. Very groovy, recommended for those with only the most refined taste.
And now it's time for tea and paint.