Disembodied

I grew up in rural Indiana. I was 13. Every weekend I'd rent as many low budget horror films as I could afford and watch them from Friday night until Sunday night. I found this movie on the Dollar Rental shelf at a family owned video store and it sparked an obsession for me. I probably rented it half a dozen times. The video store I rented it from went out of business a few years later and I thought the movie was gone forever. By happenstance, I found a VHS copy for sale in a comic book shop when I was in college and purchased it IMMEDIATELY, afraid that it'd slip through my fingers like smoke. Disembodied is my favorite bad movie of all time.

"Bad" isn't the right word for it though. It's cheap, it's hokey, it's kinda incomprehensible at times, but I LOVE it. It's violent, it's weird, it's gross, it's imaginative, it's crazy, and it deserves more credit than it gets. I have shown this movie to everyone I know. I showed it to my friends. I made my mom watch it. I watched it with my grandma (who also loves it, by the way). Every person I've dated has sat through it with me. In the early 2000s, I bought a VHS to DVD converter and burned the movie to a disc so it'd survive forever. I have multiple copies of the DVD just in case one gets scratched. I've ripped the DVD to my hard drive, just in case.

The movie is insane, and I just found out the director is making a remastered version for BluRay and I am going to buy it BECAUSE this movie has been a part of my childhood, my friendships, and my family for over a decade. I'm going to add the BluRay to my collection and when I die, I'm going to be buried with it.