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[REVIEW] BHFF 2024: ‘Dead Mail’ Is DOA

Writer and directors Joe DeBoer and Kyle McConaghy kill off Jasper and then jump to his killer’s backstory. We see the murderer, Trent (John Fleck), meet fellow synthesizer enthusiast Josh (Sterling Macer Jr.) and form a partnership. Trent decides to invest in Josh’s new idea, which will change the synthesizer game. As they get closer, and as the audience begins to wonder if they might be heading towards a romance, Trent discovers Josh has landed a job that will take him away from him. This is when Trent decides he cannot let Josh go and things get bloody and weirder. This is also where Dead Mail reveals the origins of the bloody note that led to Jasper’s death. 

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When a blood-stained note makes its way to the local post office, a “dead letter’ expert stumbles on to a deadly mystery. This fascinating thread and the beloved character of Jasper (Tomas Boykin), the mailroom clerk with a gift for finding the story behind any piece of suspicious mail is intriguing. However, Dead Mail reveals that it opened halfway through the story, so this is more of a long entryway into the world. This is a shame because this would have been a more promising movie and less problematic than what we get.

Writer and directors Joe DeBoer and Kyle McConaghy kill off Jasper and then jump to his killer’s backstory. We see the murderer, Trent (John Fleck), meet fellow synthesizer enthusiast Josh (Sterling Macer Jr.) and form a partnership. Trent decides to invest in Josh’s new idea, which will change the synthesizer game. As they get closer, and as the audience begins to wonder if they might be heading towards a romance, Trent discovers Josh has landed a job that will take him away from him. This is when Trent decides he cannot let Josh go and things get bloody and weirder. This is also where Dead Mail reveals the origins of the bloody note that led to Jasper’s death. 

While Dead Mail is not my kind of humor, I appreciate the cast commitment to these bits. I also dug the retro 1980s vibes. The creative team handled the wigs, clothes, props, and locations beautifully with their budget. I knew exactly when this was taking place right from the opening frame. The aesthetic choices are one of the few things that worked in this movie’s favor. I also think Jasper was the most fascinating character, and I enjoyed what Boykin was doing in that role. So when he dies, the rest of the movie feels like it is missing a reason for existing. I loved having a Black male character with hints of a backstory who is the best dead letter expert in all the land. That sounds fun, and I would have gladly spent more time with him solving cases. Especially, because it would have helped us avoid what was to come with Trent and Josh.

It feels like the filmmakers did not think about the optics of having a white guy chain a Black guy up in a bathroom, leaving him to eat off of the floor. Nor did they think about the historical context of white people feeling ownership over Black people and our creations. So, all of this is sitting in the forefront but going unaddressed when Trent locks Josh up. This is probably why it was hard to chuckle at some of the stabs at humor. It also makes it extremely troubling that no real justice is served for these transgressions. Trent does not go to jail but instead drives off to end himself on his own time. He also gets another cute moment where he plays a tape Josh made before their partnership took a turn. Dead Mail really stumbled into Black trauma and then refused to deal with it while never treating the white criminal like a criminal. This is messy and a wildly confusing route to take. He is written as a kooky character we are supposed to like and I do not understand. If he had suffered a single consequence then maybe I would feel slightly differently. 

In what seems like an attempt at a bandaid, Ann (Micki Jackson) solves the case of the letter and Jasper’s murder. I love seeing Black women win on film, but because we had Josh chained up in a bathroom, I was worried about what would happen to her as I watched her put herself in so much danger. However, Dead Mail is not interested in a fight or punishing Trent. So, when he sees that she has figured it out, he just drives away, leaving us unsatisfied. Any hope that all these questionable choices were building to something deflates without giving the audience a moment of catharsis. 

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What makes it even more uncomfortable is I don’t think the filmmakers are aware of these issues. They seemingly set out to create a dead letter investigator and maybe show that they are heavily influenced by the work of the Coen brothers. So, I am very curious how Joe DeBoer and Kyle McConaghy will respond as Dead Mail exits festivals and becomes more accessible to the public. Hopefully, the incoming discourse will help them make different choices in their future projects. While I will not be revisiting this movie, I would be curious to see how they follow it up if they avoid some of these glaring issues. 

Dead Mail played at Brooklyn Horror Film Festival on October 17th, 2024.

Sharai is a writer, horror podcaster, freelancer, and recovering theatre kid. She is one-half of the podcast of Nightmare On Fierce Street, one-third of Blerdy Massacre, and co-hosts various other horror podcasts. She has bylines at Dread Central, Fangoria, and Horror Movie Blog. She spends way too much time with her TV while failing to escape the Midwest. You can find her most days on Instagram and Twitter. However, if you do find her, she will try to make you watch some scary stuff.

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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. Buffet 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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