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"our story really begins to unfold, getting claustrophobic, uncomfortable, triggering to watch for sure at times and yes, kiddies, very scary because also very real. Tony gets shittier, Brad gets weirder as he gets more desperate and manic, and Mary is caught in the middle of this glorious and (eventually) goriest of #MeToo tales with many a twist and turn to keep viewers glued to the screen until the very last scene plays out over the credits"
A.J. Mattioli stood in a blue blazer with an all-encompassing energy unlike anything else in the room at Bit Bar when I walked over to meet him at Salem Horror Fest a few weeks ago. Not an easy feat when you’re among the neon lights of brightly lit arcade games, a bustling bar area filled with indie film actors and directors, and a dance floor of vacated tables imminently set up for a bloody burlesque show. Still, Mattioli shook my hand with authority and excitement before engaging me in discussion with unparalleled focus, making it seem like there was nothing else happening in a room where literally everything seemed to be going on.