In 2002, Lucky McKee directed one of the most underrated horror films of all time. In May, Angela Bettis played a socially awkward, possibly mentally disturbed young girl who is so tired of being alone in this world, she cuts up her favorite parts of those she meets to make the perfect mate. It wasn't seen by many people, but those that have seen it are in agreement about its classic status. In Roman, a companion piece to May starring Lucky McKee and directed by Angela Bettis, the tables are turned as the lonely, lovelorn Roman develops a crush on his neighbor, and delves into the same world of madness and murder, all in the name of love. Like May, Roman is completely chilling and wonderfully understated, deserving of a wider audience. Louis Fowler
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"Twin Peaks: The Second Season"
Finally, after five years of legal entanglements, season two of David Lynch's groundbreaking series is on DVD, ready to astound and confound audiences once again. In this season, the mystery of who killed Laura Palmer is solved, but it only leads to even more mysteries, both regarding the town and its connection to the murder. It also kicks off a trip into the darkness of Agent Cooper's soul as he travels deep into the Black Lodge to capture the ethereal killer of Palmer. Also, midgets dance. Rewatching this show, it's amazing to think that it got on the air, especially in an age when symbolic, metaphysical TV shows like "Lost" have become superficial pop fodder, conning people into thinking there's something deep happening when there's not. Louis Fowler i>
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Van Wilder 2: The Rise of Taj b>
Sometimes a movie just should not be made. There's no reason for it, no one wants it and yet, for some reason, film companies press on, investing millions of dollars, making a movie that will be ridiculed for years to come. Maybe it's a tax write-off thing? Because that's the only way to explain the unwarranted Van Wilder-less Van Wilder 2: The Rise of Taj. The likable Kal Penn returns as Wilder's Indian protg, this time taking on the stuffy, sexless twits of England's Camford University, mostly through pranks involving the three Bs: boobs, balls and bowel movements. None of the jokes pay off, even in the "unrated" format. Just a total waste of time, effort, energy and resources. It should be on a double feature with Little Man. Louis Fowler