fantastic fest

One of the sad truths of life is all good things come to an end. As I type this last recap of Fantastic Fest I'm 5,000 feet in the air hurtling back towards Boston, far away from the cozy confines of the Alamo Drafthouse and the comfort of their table service that delivers me delicious fried pick spears washed down with a black and white shake. To call Fantastic Fest an amazing experience would undersell it. The four days and change in Austin marked one of the rare times when reality exceeded the lofty expectations I'd built for the rip.

Three days down and one to go. No time for long winded introductions as there's too much cinematic madness to sift through. After a while the feeling of being shellshocked started to settle in as the days long bombardment of films threatens to overwhelm.


You may remember Michael Paul Stephenson as the guy who directed "Best Worst Movie", the breakout hit documentary from a few years back about "Troll 2". Stephenson was also the child star of that film, and "Best Worst Movie" was in part a response to his discovery that the infamously bad "Troll 2" had become something of a cult classic with kids who grew up watching it on HBO in the 90's.