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[REVIEW]‘Mr. Crocket’ Slays the Huluween Lineup

Mr. Crocket follows Summer (Jerrika Hinton) and her son Major (Ayden Gavin). Following the tragic death of Summer’s husband, she and her son grieve in incredibly different ways. One day, when Summer and Major are at the ends of their respective ropes, a little free library appears on their front lawn. Among the items in the repurposed bird box is a VHS tape for a sing-along show called Mr. Crocket’s World! Major quickly falls head over heels for the show, but things quickly turn ominous. When Major disappears, Summer does whatever she can to get to the bottom of this mystery while trying to put together all the pieces surrounding the mysterious Mr. Crocket.

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Long before The Backrooms and Skinamarink monopolized conversations of liminal/analog horror, we had Creepypastas. Coming to prominence around the early 2000s, Creepypastas started forming the basis of what now rules the TikTok horror shorts algorithm. Two specific horror properties elevated the world of liminal/analog horror and have been bastardized by wannabe filmmakers who put a Tally Hall song over ‘deep fried’ edited videos. The properties that led us to this point were r/NoSleep (and by proxy, the NoSleep Podcast) and SyFy’s Channel Zero (and no, I could never forget you Alantutorial but that’s a whole other conversation).

r/NoSleep would run the gamut of horror subgenres, but they helped form the basis of where the genre is today. While the NoSleep Podcast is still going strong, it is far from what it once was. And we all know what happened to Channel Zero (rest in peace). Since Channel Zero, I haven’t felt a single film or show nail the Creepypasta /liminal/analog horror feel like they used to. That was until I met Mr. Crocket.

Mr. Crocket follows Summer (Jerrika Hinton) and her son Major (Ayden Gavin). Following the tragic death of Summer’s husband, she and her son grieve in incredibly different ways. One day, when Summer and Major are at the ends of their respective ropes, a little free library appears on their front lawn. Among the items in the repurposed bird box is a VHS tape for a sing-along show called Mr. Crocket’s World! Major quickly falls head over heels for the show, but things quickly turn ominous. When Major disappears, Summer does whatever she can to get to the bottom of this mystery while trying to put together all the pieces surrounding the mysterious Mr. Crocket.

Writer/director Brandon Espy, along with co-writer Carl Reid, brings his Hulu’s Bite Size Halloween short to full-feature glory with Mr. Crocket. At points, the pacing of the film falls to the whim of ambiance, but the ambiance is damn fine. Espy transports audiences into an uncomfortable world of whimsy, which doubles as commentary in a way that doesn’t feel heavy-handed. Labeling Mr. Crocket as liminal or analog is slightly reductive of the film, but its vibe and atmosphere embody what was so great about the liminal and analog horror I grew up with. Mr. Crocket feels like a more accessible and likable (for general audiences) version of Channel Zero: Candle Cove.

The real success of Mr. Crocket falls on the performance of the titular character, Mr. Crocket (Elvis Nolasco). If Elvis Nolasco fails, the film fails. Fortunately, for Espy, they hit the nail on the head with Nolasco’s casting. The over-dentured Crocket flip flops between charming and sweet to terrifyingly manipulative in the blink of an eye. Forged in the fire of hell and abuse, Mr. Crocket is one of the Great antagonists of horror in the 2020s. Even as an adult, I can relate with the kids who are sucked in by his overzealous, and retrospectively creepy, demeanor. Most performances in Mr. Crocket are good, but Elvis Nolasco rightfully steals the show.

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There is an unfortunate moment toward the end where Mr. Crocket’s plan, and backstory, are spelled out letter for letter. Part of me wonders if this was in Espy and Reid’s original script or if the powers that be requested more exposition. It’s not a make-or-break moment, but it does feel as if someone assumed viewers wouldn’t be smart enough to put the pieces together themselves. Even though Nolasco handles this exposition dump well, it’s very out of place and forced.

The nightmare world of Mr. Crocket is a set designer’s dream. When the rose-tinted glasses drop and the true horrors are revealed, you can’t help but marvel at the grotesquely decrepit world of Crocket’s creation. When you see the realities of what Crocket lives in, you can’t help but feel the grime covering your skin–and you can’t help but cringe in terror at the awful (in a good way) creations that exist there. Imagine the objects from Pee-wee’s Playhouse, but on LSD and crafted from the nightmares of Cronenberg.

Mr. Crocket gets the job done in an entertaining way and feels like the horror content that shaped who I am today. Nolasco gives one of the year’s most memorable performances for this character that deserves a sequel. This film won’t set the world on fire, but it’s enjoyable and incredibly entertaining. If you want to watch a fun antagonist prance around with chairs and clocks that would make the Don’t Hug Me I’m Scared team blush, then Mr. Crocket is the film for you.

Mr. Crocket releases Oct. 11, 2024, on Hulu.

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Brendan is an award-winning author and screenwriter rotting away in New Jersey. His hobbies include rain, slugs, and the endless search for The Mothman.

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Brooklyn Horror Film Festival 2025: ‘Buffet Infinity’ Review

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Within the found footage subgenre exists an even more niche and untapped market. Screen life has slowly overtaken found footage; hardcore fans, like myself, ache for something different. One of the more interesting sub-subgenres of found footage is something that I don’t think has a name yet, so let’s name it here and now. How about…TV-gone-rogue! The TV-gone-rogue subgenre is small. Ghostwatch got the ball rolling for these gone rogue-like films, but there was radio silence for quite some time. It would be Chris LaMartina’s WNUF Halloween Special that really brought this idea back into the limelight. Many filmmakers have tried to make TV-gone-rogue interesting, and many have failed. That is until Simon Glassman stepped onto the scene with Buffet Infinity.

Buffet Infinity: A Chaotic Tale of Westridge

The town (city?) of Westridge is whisked into chaos when the new Buffet Infinity restaurant rolls into town. Local sandwich shop owner Jennifer Avery (Allison Bench) is the first to take the soon-to-be conglomerate to task with increasingly pointed advertisements. Suddenly, local restaurant owners/workers go missing in droves as Buffet Infinity expands into neighboring businesses. Sinkholes, missing cityfolk, quarantines, and mysterious sounds abound, leaving residents to ask one question…who really has the sauce?

On the Brooklyn Horror Film Festival schedule, the header image for Buffet Infinity shows multiple people T-posing and floating in the sky. I was immediately sold. I had no clue what I was getting into, and I didn’t want to know. The film was introduced as “one of the craziest we have this year.” (Slightly paraphrasing.) What was I about to watch? Little did I know, it was about to be an hour and forty minutes of small-town madness.

Writers Allison Bench and Elisia Snyder, and writer-director Simon Glassman, transport viewers into an upside down world of weaponized local ads; a thriving town invaded by the deep pockets of monopolized capitalism. As someone who grew up in a decently sized town, though probably not large enough to be considered a city, there was a tinge of nostalgia that accompanied Buffet Infinity. Westridge feels cozy and intimate, a town where everyone knows your name. It’s a “baked in a buttery flaky crust” town. Sure, they have their McDonald’s and Burger Kings, but the real townsfolk eat at Jennifer’s sandwich shop–local knitting circles murmur about what they think is in Jennifer’s secret sauce. Simply put, Westridge feels like a home that many people like myself grew up in. And it reminds us of a simpler time that’s long gone.

A Unique Blend of Humor and Eldritch Terror

Buffet Infinity hides its horror well. It slowly guides the viewer into a sense of unease. As easily as the creators have you laughing, they have you squirming. The absurdist joy quickly transforms into Eldritch terrors from beyond. Many filmmakers say they’re inspired by the idea of it’s-not-what-you-see that’s scary, but many times it feels performative. Bench, Glassman, and Snyder have crafted a truly special script that edges you with terror and excitement. They constantly push you to the edge of release, and then back away. It’s the Japanese water torture of exposition. And, for me, it works incredibly well.

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One of the most important aspects of Buffet Infinity is the over-capitalization of our lives. While the creators tackle this idea in a tongue-in-cheek manner, their message is highly effective. For the most part. This constant tete-a-tete between Buffet Infinity and the locals is highly amusing, but brings a larger conversation to the forefront. The town I grew up in is a shadow of what it once was. And I know many feel the same about the towns they grew up in. I can already hear the moans of people who dislike this film: “Brandon, it’s not that deep.” And I would highly disagree. Buffet Infinity feels like a reflective protest film–a loud and proud middle finger at what we should have said when the Super Walmart put mom and pops out of business.

Sorry, this review has gone off the rails. Let’s reel it back in a bit.

Why Buffet Infinity Redefines Found Footage

Buffet Infinity is a riotous romp, a hilarious horror that goes from zero to 100 pretty damn fast. Each commercial slowly builds on its last and uniquely tells its story. This film sets a new precedent for the TV-gone-rogue subgenre. Not to directly compare, but a film like WNUF Halloween Special (a film I love) uses its commercials as a coda; it’s a separation of what you saw/heard and prepares you for the next movement. Buffet Infinity uses its commercial to create the story. Instead of watching news pieces, then irrelevant commercials, then back to news pieces, Buffet Infinity breaks the mold. Hell, it creates the mold.

As someone who has been dying to see a Welcome to Nightvale film, Buffet Infinity is the closest thing I could ask for. It is full of killer performances (looking at you, Ahmed Ahmed), is well-crafted, and sets a new precedent on an underutilized side of found footage. Buffett Infinity is a full-course meal. I highly suspect that Buffet Infinity will gather the unwavering support that Hundreds of Beavers gathered and will go on to be considered an instant classic of the 2020s.

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Brooklyn Horror Film Fest 2025: ‘It Needs Eyes’ Review

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We are all very much aware of how much time we spend on our phones. More importantly, anyone on the internet can see how younger generations are impacted by being constantly online. So, Zack Ogle and Aaron Pagniano’s new film, It Needs Eyes, is preaching to the choir. However, it adds creepy layers to the conversations many of us are already having today.

It Needs Eyes follows a teen named Rowan (Raquel Lebish) who is moving in with her aunt after a traumatic event. Her aunt Mella (Lydia Fiore) hasn’t spoken to the family in years. So, her relationship with her niece is strained to say the least. However, she has stepped in now that Rowan’s father is in the hospital. Further widening their divide is the fact that Rowan is glued to her phone. 

The Internet Is Scary

We see Rowan watching random videos, as she tries to distract herself from her own thoughts while she worries about her father. However, soon, cat videos aren’t doing it for her, and she starts to find extreme videos online. Things escalate to the point that she is watching self-harm videos and clips of people dying. This addiction begins to make it hard for her to connect with the people around her, including her new neighbor and love interest, Alex (Isadora Leiva).

It Needs Eyes has a protagonist that many can relate to. After all, aren’t we all using these smart devices to hide from our own problems? Who among us hasn’t lost an embarrassing amount of hours watching videos and reels? However, because it’s driving in the internet addiction lane, Rowan’s need for content escalates. She needs darker videos in the same way that someone makes the leap into harder drugs. Her journey parallels nicely with her father’s battle with addiction, which is one of the many things Rowan doesn’t seem ready to face. 

Addiction and Loneliness are a Deadly Combo

Rowan’s addiction, loneliness, and inability to fully connect with people not on her phone eventually leads her to stumble across the ultimate score. She discovers a woman named Fishtooth (Lola Blanc) who made videos in the 80s and seemingly disappeared. Rowan cannot let this mystery go and soon begins to follow clues that Fishtooth may be closer than she thinks. This is where the creepy mystery thread begins to weave itself around all of the other threads of the film. Before Fishtooth was introduced, I was starting to worry this movie would just be seven fucked up images in a trench coat. 

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It Needs Eyes is one of those movies you go back and forth on. I loved discussing the themes of it in the bar after the Brooklyn Horror Film Fest screening. I even really dug some of the twisted imagery and topics it manages to tackle. The movie deserves some respect for how it handles so many issues surrounding internet culture without straying too far from its path. If you’re looking for a dark exploration of how the internet is absorbing us and preventing us from being present in our actual lives, this is your movie. It’s an interesting and at times disturbing reminder that we should all unplug more often.

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