Starry Eyes

Zits and zombies, I don't think I can convey how brilliant Starry Eyes truly is. If you have ever seen the extreme horror flick, Martyrs, then you kind of know what to expect here. Except, maybe not. They're similar in the way that they're both very dark and just pumped with really disturbing gore and satanic/cult content. Not that that type of shit bothers me. It's just that not everyone is suited to get into a film that focus' on that. And that's a damn shame. This is a horror flick that should be devoured by horror collector's everywhere. If there ever was a flick that jumped into my number one spot for indie horror, it would be Starry Eyes. Sarah Walker would give anything to be a famous actress... even her soul. Literally.

 I'll be honest- Sarah's hot, but she's too skinny. She needs to bulk up a little bit.

I've never been to a hipster party before.

Was that... Nick Simmons? Very quickly?

There's no way I would make a film with these nit wits.

That has to be the ugly, British woman from Vile. 

Sarah's not acting-she's having some kind of crazy ass seizure or fit of rage or something.

Big Taters is kind of like a really stupid version of Hooters.

Horror porn.

A sign of Satan.

Ok, Sarah's roommate is sexier. Sorry.

The producer is interesting but akward.

Everyone in LA is chasing the dream.

No, you don't want to meet the producer again.

Oral sex is the gateway to... Satan? Joining a cult? Being brainwashed?

 Basically, Sarah gives the producer of Astraeus Pictures head in his office, and he steals her soul so she can become a very famous, well known actress. This film very darkly portrays the behind the scenes bullshit in the film industry and pulls out all of the stops. This film is absolute top tier and you have to watch it. Pair this with some Thai Chili boneless wings from Hooters and some beer. Joining a cult never tasted so good.