Remy – Tusk
I still think most of the world misjudged Kevin Smith when it came to Red State. A comedy-drama-horror-thriller from the one man writer/director machine? I loved it. It felt incredibly realistic to me. The church scenes were creepy as hell, the cast was amazing, the shootout was insane, and how the whole scenario mirrored real life (Branch Davidians meets Westboro Baptist) was incredible to me, but, as is often the case with good horror that also makes people think, audiences and critics shit all over it. I was pissed. I even thought it may have turned Kevin Smith into a horror-hater – but Tusk proved me wrong.
So what is Tusk? Simple – a movie based on an idea that came to him and one of his friends during a podcast. For me to tell you any more would ruin it. Just kidding. I don’t know any more, except that the little kid from The Sixth Sense is in it, all grown up, which is weirdly nostalgic.
All that aside, I have a lot of faith in Tusk, based on name and the caliber of talent involved. Oh, and it involves a walrus, and those things are scary as fuck.
Or it might just be a guy dressed like a walrus. No, seriously.
Either way, I am in.
