Your Favorite Bad Movie Podcast

Bitter Karella, author of Quaint Folk, is with us for our last round of treats during this season of tricks and it's a nightmare: Fredie as F.R.0.7. (1992). Granted, there may have been some crossed wires here, but we are indeed watching a children's(?) animated film directed by Jon Acevski and starring the voice talent of Ben Kingsley, Jonathan Pryce, Brian Blessed, and, if you've seen the attempt at salvaging this abomination by removing all the sexuality and fascism, James Earl Jones. The insanity of this one might be apparent from the fact that the acronym for this James Bond spoof not only mixes letters and numbers, it still chooses to put periods after the numbers. Also, it technically has music, and that's the most generous we'll be. It's not for anyone, but wow is it hard to take your eyes off the thing once it starts. It's sort of glorious in how truly terrible it is, and we're once again getting a belly ache from all this delicious cinematic candy. You can too? Tune in!

Artist and illustrator Trevor Henderson is back for more spooky shenanigans and they've brought in a strange outsider with Winterbeast (1992). We will call this Christopher Thies horror movie a movie, but that's only because we don't know what else to call it. It forgoes typical filmic essentials like plot, sense and consistent film stock and replaces them with bizarre choices, poor (but fantastic) acting and just a lot of vibes. There's also stop motion monsters to add to the, uh… whatever it is that could be labeled that it's doing. It's like a David Lynch film if he were an idiot, but one who's also constantly stumbling into something captivating. Truly hard to describe, absolutely unique and completely out of left field, this is yet another one to pay attention to this spooky season, so get some soda and some popcorn and tune in!

Crab Man, a verified Tubi Connoisseur, is with us for spooky season and they're curing all our ills with Healing Towers (2025). It's a blistering tour de trash in Shuja Paul's first horror outing and it stars William McNamara and Andrew Keegan. After stealing evidence and killing a dude, Keegan loses his badge and gets roped into an investigation started by an ambitious blogger that leads both to Healing Towers. It's a place where Dr. Healer (McNamara) "cures" people by letting them kill/maim others but convinces them it's all just a dream. Yes, the villain is a doctor named Dr. Healer and it doesn't stop there. This sloppy slasher is full of bad acting, poor choices, and fun politics for the non-normals in the crowd and it's really won us all over. Get a chair for this one, because you'll want to pay attention, tune in!

Lucy Valentine, host of the podcasts Boonta Vista and Savant Garde, is with us and they're starting off our annual spooktacular with something that we hesitate to mention… it's The Bye Bye Man (2017). We hesitate to mention the name of this strangely titled horror film simply because it's a scenario where you shouldn't say or think the villain's name. If you do, you'll get real jealous of your girlfriend and maybe catch a fever. Eventually, it's death, but don't tell that to Carrie-Ann Moss or Faye Dunaway, who can't save this stinker. It may be poorly made, acted and executed, but it's got such a silly premise and is so genuinely bizarre there we're getting on the train that mysteriously, and inexplicably keeps appearing in the film. It's a movie that begs discussion, no matter how much the onscreen characters are telling us not to. You need to hear about this one, so tune in!

Video artist Michael Darling is back, and they've brought a perverted little boy with them in the form of Propeller One-Way Night Coach (2026). John Travolta, with his new 2026 accessories of a beard and a beret, is adapting the children's novella he wrote as a gift for his family one Christmas. It's the semi-autobiographical story a boy (Clark Shotwell) taking a long-ass redeye trip that he may have paid for with his mother (Kelly Eviston-Quinnett) while witnessing her drink, smoke and flirt all while meeting a holocaust victim and his future wife played by Travolta's daughter (Ella Bleu Travolta) and he would love it if his mom could marry a handsome pilot. Don't worry, John Travolta is in the film. As a pilot. And that kid really loves those planes, like, a whole lot. It's a psychosexual minefield and just the sort of gruel that has us asking for more. So, engage your safety belts and make sure your seatbacks are in the full, upright position, because this is not a flight to miss. Tune in! Check out Michael's Patreon at patreon.com/MrMichaelDarling