This movie was brought to my attention by my sister. I was driving home from my birthday beach vacation when she texted me asking if I’d seen Basket Case. I watched the trailer and knew I had to watch it tonight. Here goes.

Preserved by the Modern Museum of Art. Neato. Hmm what’s in the bushes? Something smart enough to cut the phone line and kill the power. Bro don’t waste your bullets! You haven’t even seen it. Guy walking by all the porn shops carrying a basket. Yeah, that’s not suspicious at all. That is a mighty large wad of cash. I guess whatever is in the basket eats burgers. Oh dang, that’s a lot of burgers. Nosy neighbors. What the heck. Weird ass doctor. Bahaha probably should steal a basket from the dude carrying around a basket sealed with a padlock. Dr. Temu Sigourney Weaver is a mega bitch. Aww look at its little hand. Oh my. Aww. Little guy is all alone. I don’t think he’s gonna like being ditched for a date. Yeah he’s pissed. How dare you leave your twin brother thing alone. Temper tantrum time. Yeah let’s all go into this guy’s hotel room. Oh hell no. Yessss! That’s what you get. I guess they have twin telepathy or something. Holy shit, they’re doing that in the dining room? Geez. They did not think that through. This guy must be getting tired of all the screaming tenants. And of course everyone shows up. Creeper. So I guess this is a revenge film? Do the boys live happily ever after when all the doctors are dead? I don’t know about that. There are two sequels, after all. Wtf Duane. She wanted back in even after seeing your brother. Wtf is this dream. Ooooh shit. Wtflmao. Dang, bro! Wait, what?! Tubi is a fucking goldmine.