Who would even dream in their feverish, nightmarish dreams I will end up listening to this release? But here I am, listening to Hatchie‘s debut release I‘ve found on Bandcamp. And boy, am I grateful I‘ve decided to go through some categories I don‘t usually frequent…
As it is my delight (and I hope it will continue with upcoming reviews and articles as well), I like to contact authors and/or artists I write about to usually get some updates about their work and to let the readers (myself included, of course) know them a little better, say, on more personal level.
And when such a person is also a movie afficionado – and let‘s be more precise – a BAD movie afficionado, it does really count as a double joy, you know…a feeling of a true comraderie of sharing the love for the cinematic trash not many people would understand.
Oh, boy. Oh, boy. I‘ve just realized I could enjoy reading about bad movies more than actually watching them. And I do like reading various encyclopedias, movie guides etc. to find more and more obscure movies one normally just don‘t find unles searching very dilligently.
That‘s where books like the one we‘re gonna review, come handy. For one, I bow before the willingness of the author to go to such lengths, as losing normal sleep hours, tons of money (yep, even bad movies cost money to buy) and risk a falling out with his wife over bad movie dedication. Those of us who‘ve tried that (and who doesn‘t have some kind of (un)healthy hobby, right?) can definitely relate.