On the latest episode of Tracks of the Damned, Patrick takes a look at the misbegotten sequel and asks important questions such as: What adored horror icon gave a blessing to this rip-off of his work? What does Kane Hodder do all day on the set of a Jason movie with little to no Jason? And why the hell is this movie so fucking hard to watch?

If the quintessential quarantine experience is walking around your house bored doing nothing as you wait for the pizza you ordered to arrive, than The House of the Devil is the quintessential quarantine movie. Alternately thought of as brilliant and a total waste of time, Ti West's divisive modern classic may not have a quick pace but will it quicken your pulse?

Parting can be such sweet sorrow, but it can also just be sorrow, no sweetness, nothing good about it whatsoever. As we close the book on the Paramount years of the Friday the 13th series we see that Frank Mancuso Jr. opted to go out not with a bang, or even a whimper, just a shrug, a gimmicky ad campaign and no fucks given whatsoever.

So you get your X-Ray Vision but the truth is that after a week of staring at everyone's boobs and dongs nudity fails to do anything for you anymore. What are you going to use it for? Cheating at cards? Curing the sick? Hiding in a dingy Long Beach boardwalk doing insult comedy while dressed lake a blindfolded Pharaoh?

Just when you thought it was safe to have a psychic freakout at your parent's summer home! Some say this movie started as Freddy Vs. Jason, or as a Jaws rip-off, an attempt at an Oscar or an attempt to meet Federico Fellini but if there's one thing we can all agree on, it's that it's neutered!

Before Boyle cleared out London, before Snyder tacked a mediocre remake onto a strong opening sequence, before Cronenberg went beyond the green door to ask for Marilyn Chamber's phone number, David Durston was there, making zombies who ran hella fast. Raconteur, TV writer, actor and possible gigantic liar (seriously, some of his life stories are wild), Durston was a cuddly madman who saw news footage of caged children foaming at the mouth and thought "that'd make for a fun movie, if only you could squeeze Charles Manson in there". So it is on this episode of Tracks of the Damned, the horror film commentary track podcast, that we look at one of the gnarliest and most fun horror trash epics of the 1970's, I Drink Your Blood.

Here's some real truth for you: every time your neighbor is loud and annoys you through the walls, what they are doing is making a deposit. It's a deposit in your "be as loud and obnoxious as you want guilt-free" bank. You don't have to feel guilty about shouting at the TV while watching The Americans or for stomping around as you dance. When neighbors are aspiring DJ's that's the world telling you: don't worry about being polite all the time. It is in that spirit that on the latest episode of Tracks of the Damned, the horror film commentary track podcast, host Patrick welcomes not only Jim Laczkowski of the Director's Club Podcast but also his downstairs neighbors, who played loud gabber music through the whole episode. The more the merrier, it's a party when you watch Friday the 13th Part VI: Jason Lives, Paramount's celebration of the return of Jason Voorhees and one of the all-time great horror-comedy slashers.

1, 2, Patrick's coming for you...4, 3, check your RSS feed. That's right, Tracks of the Damned is back with another bonus episode, this one of the rare 2017 vintage. In it Patrick is joined by Tessa Racked of Consistent Panda Bear Shape to talk about the controversial and oh-so delightful A Nightmare on Elm Street Part Two. You take a newly-successful studio like New Line and ask them what to do with all that Freddy Money (tm), it's no surprise they didn't exactly know what the future of the franchise should be.

Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end, it's true, but when that other beginning's end was the high point of the series since the beginning's beginning what can you expect from the new beginning, particularly it's end? Why, one of the most controversial choices of the franchise, of course! We've reached the love-it-or-hate-it section of the series, so we made sure to have both sides represented. On the love it side we have Gabe Powers, proprietor of GenreGrinder.com and host of the Genre Grinder podcast, whose delight in the film's drug-fueled sleaze is only matched by his interest in it's Eurocult vibes.

So you saw Night of the Living Dead when you were 8, you brag to all your high school buddies about how your parents let you watch Martyrs, but trust me you aren't ready for this. Gnarly onscreen violence is one thing, but violent architecture? There's only one classic horror film that can make art deco scary: The Black Cat.