Dressed to Kill

*(this review originally appeared on Cinema Sentries)* To ‘get’ Dressed to Kill, you probably have to bear a soft spot in your heart for slasher movies. And it helps to be of the tribe that views the movie’s director, Brian De Palma, as both a shit-grinning ripoff artist and (after Alfred Hitchcock, that is) the Master…

An Uzi for Shiloh

“It goes by Z, but also—Twonic, Dotters, the Id Squid, the Death Fuck, the Jolly Corner, and the Red Bullet. “It’s a Shirley Temple spin on a mutant speedball, laced with TA shavings. The speedball is meth with a buprenorphine coat of morphine (basically, a methadonic balm, a slight anti-withdrawal agent), dropped in a Cherry…