Dead Wrong Goes to Fantastic Fest! Episode 1: ‘Livid’ w/Special Guest Tim Buel


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It’s no surprise that we here at Horror’s Not Dead love Fantastic Fest (I’m still not ok with having to wait another year for it), so we figured we would bring a little bit of Fantastic Fest to you! Horror’s Not Dead is proud to bring you four video episodes of Dead Wrong! recorded at Fantastic Fest. In these little mini-debates, I go mano-a-mano with four individuals over the relative merits or deficiencies. Moderated by an impartial third party who would decide the winner, the loser was forced to chug a Lone star beer while the winner relishes in the sweet sweaty glow of not being forced to chug down an awful beer.

First up is Livide, the follow-up to Julien Maury and Alexandre Bustillo’s Inside. I personally was not a fan, but Tim Buel, co-host of The Golden Briefcase and all-around swell guy, absolutely loved it. As such, he agreed to debate me one warm summer’s evening outside the Alamo Drafthouse in Austin, TX. Who do you think wins the debate? Chime in and leave a comment!

Note: Our sincerest apologies not just for the horrible lightning, but for my inability to give a coherent or well thought out introduction. And my voice. God, please ignore my horribly shrill voice.

Dead Wrong! Episode 1: ‘Grave Encounters’ w/Jeremy Kirk


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Hello. My name is Brad McHargue and I hate movies.

Ok, that’s not entirely true. I love film, especially horror, though I will be the first to admit that I’m a relatively harsh critic. Maybe I have high expectations, or maybe I’m just sick and tired of the recycled tropes and cliches that my mind has been soured on the genre. I prefer to think it’s the exact opposite; for me, it has to do with finding that diamond in the rough, that one film that results in the sort of incessant fawning I give films such Pontypool and Session 9.

And it’s rare. Horror is an easy genre to break into due to its diversity and broad fan base, affording anyone with a camera, and the recipe for karo syrup, the opportunity to make a horror film. This is especially true with the advent of found footage, a sub-genre that requires little more than a camera, a loose outline, and someone off camera knocking on a door. Despite this, I love found footage horror, especially when I finally find one that is genuinely well-made, scary, and doesn’t fall back on that God damned “people will want to know what happened” excuse for filming while being chased by something that clearly wants to kill you.




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