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Tonya Pinkins takes horror to a new level! The supremely gifted Pinkins wrote, directed. and produced this breakout work of art. She also stars alongside a stellar cast of brilliant award-winning actors. The film will have you clutching your seat (when you’re not jumping out of it!). The pacing, flow, and unrelenting terror keeps you engaged from the very first moment the six friends arrive at their rental house in a small Virginia town.

Red Pill is emotionally wrenching, thought-provoking, and action-packed. It’s a powerful thriller that ends with a thoroughly disturbing dystopian scene that will have you screaming at the screen. It’s a frightening gut-punch.

Red Pill is set in the days leading up to the 2020 election. A collection of six ordinary progressive canvassers of all races drive to Virginia to get out the vote. As soon as they get into Virginia, it is clear they are not welcome. There are disturbing signs that seem to be telling them – get out! Signs extolling them to leave their rental house and go home. Unfortunately, they decide to stay and soon discover that they are being hunted.

With Red Pill, Tony-award winning Pinkins carves out her own niche in the horror genre. This a multi-layered, multi-dimensional thriller that hits all the right horror beats while artfully presenting a political, philosophical and even spiritual meditation on the current racial divide in this country.


Pinkins makes the viewer see (and feel) what could happen if today’s political climate continues to spiral out of control. Is it possible for the world to become this truly terrifying place, one where white supremacy has totally destroyed people from the inside? When whiteness is weaponized, what will become of the world? It is a dark vision of what might be. It’ll wake you up.

This is not to say this is an overtly political film with a didactic message. Not at all. Pinkins takes us on a wholly entertaining, scary-as-hell, emotional ride that leaves you wanting to watch it again, to peel away the layers, and to wonder what will become of Cassandra at the hands of Red Pill.

Cinematographer, John Hudak, Jr, created a stunning visual world. It’s beautiful, yet dark, scary, foreboding. The mood heightens the horror. The tone is perfectly eerie and creepy. He makes the town familiar, yet frightening at the same time. Editor, Minji Kang, kept the narrative moving forward but also gave it a non-linear, surreal aspect that giving the film a poetic resonance. She made the viewer wonder feel if, perhaps, this was all a dream. But the ending leaves no doubt. This could be our future.


The acting is all outstanding – particularly, Pinkins who lets us feel on a deep, soul-level what it’s like to be a black woman in today’s world. And we experience the striking differences with her white female counterparts. Jake O’Flaherty provides the humor, lightness, Ruben Blades and Adesola Osakalumi, are likable and engaging. Luba Mason provides a down-to-earth, no-nonsense attitude and Kathryn Erbe gives the piece a creepy spiritual element. Catherine Curtin. delivers a performance that will give you nightmares for weeks!

Pinkins is a force of nature who willed this powerful film into existence. This a monumental achievement by a soaring talent. A a powerful directorial debut – bold and brave. Go see it!!!

Be prepared to scream!!

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The largely positive reception of Zack Snyder’s director’s cut of Justice League, which reverses many of the edits of Joss Wheedon’s version and furnishes fans with a four-hour restored epic, has spurred Snyder to apply the same philosophy to other works and artifacts.

“I had a vision,” said Snyder. “I had to exit the film for personal reasons. Joss Wheedon came in and changed it. His version was not well-received, and while I bear him specifically no ill-will, I did feel that the original deserved to be seen.” He paused. “Oh: that’s been explained? I just wanted to be comprehensive.”

Snyder, again, has since been motivated to apply the same philosophy to other works and artifacts.

“I had a vision,” said Snyder. “Oh, we’ve done that already? Leave it in. Part of my vision. After I restored Justice League by expanding another man’s inferior interpretation, I cast around for other things to restore and expand. I had an article I was writing for a magazine about Justice League. It was originally five thousand words. The editor brought it down to two thousand. But now? Twelve thousand. That article: The Snyder Cut!”

He held up a sheaf of papers and shook them.

“Then I had a cup of coffee. It was, I don’t know, nine ounces?” He shouted at an off-camera assistant. “Ten ounces. Someone poured it for me. That’s how Hollywood goes sometimes. But that isn’t so much, is it? I restored it. My new cup of coffee is forty gallons.” He shouted again at an off-camera assistant, who dragged a garbage can into frame. That cup of coffee: The Snyder Cut!“


Snyder went on. He held up a thirty-foot long pair of socks. “My socks: The Snyder Cut.” He held up a ten-foot-tall apple. “An apple: The Snyder Cut.” He ran into the bathroom and flushed the toilet. “This thing will flush continuously for fourteen months. This toilet flushing: The Snyder Cut.”

The reporter, growing uncomfortable, didn’t know what to say. “Hey,” Snyder shouted. “Awkward Pause: The Snyder Cut!” The reporter tried to get a word in edgewise. “Word in Edgewise,” Snyder shrieked, “the Snyder Cut.”

The assistant who had dragged in the tub of coffee appeared once again in frame and spoke directly to the reporter. “Howie here,” he said. “I’m Mr. Snyder’s assistant. I think he’s going to need to take a short nap.”

“A long short nap,” said Snyder. “The Snyder Cut. Uncontrollable laughter: The Snyder Cut! James and the Giant Peach: The Snyder Cut! Leviticus 15:2: The Snyder Cut!”

Howie and Snyder began to tussle, with Howie eventually pulling Snyder’s sweater up over his head and then shoving him into the side of the giant coffee tub, which spilled slightly. “Ow,” Snyder said. “Discomfort: The Snyder Cut! The! The Snyder Cut! Snyder! The Snyder Cut!” He dipped a finger into the coffee. “It’s very hot but could be hotter. Heat: The Snyder Cut!”

Howie reached for the telephone and dialed. “It’s happening again,” he said into the phone. “Yes, during an interview again. It should wear off in nine hours or so. I’ll call you back.” He hung up the phone and fell to the couch, sapped of all strength. 

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