The Movie Pit Podcast

01/14/2026

New on MoviePit: THE MAN WHO HAUNTED HOLLYWOOD — a blood‑soaked birthday tribute to Richard Moll, the towering presence who turned every scene into an event. Read Ryan “Boozer” Johnson’s full remembrance of the man who arrived like an earthquake and left screens forever changed. 12-minute read. https://wix.to/RVgWref

A Blood‑Soaked Birthday Tribute to Richard Moll, the Towering Horror Bastard Who Deserved Even MoreBy Ryan “Boozer” Johnson He enters the frame like a goddamn earthquake.That’s the first thing anyone remembers about Richard Moll — not a line of dialogue, not a character name, not even the ...

12/04/2025

"You've made it through Halloween, now try and survive Christmas." 🎅🔪

We reviewed Silent Night, Deadly Night and it is the GLORIOUS garbage-heap masterpiece you need this December. 9/10 stars for pure B-movie insanity.

Read why this movie "killed Christmas" (and why we love it):

Rating: ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐★(9/10)You know what? F**k Christmas. No, not the actual day—I’m talking about the saccharine, corporate-mandated, pearl-clutching bu****it version of the holiday. And in 1984, one movie, a beautiful, low-budget, blood-soaked monstrosity, stood up and shouted...

07/22/2025

🕯️ OZZY OSBOURNE (1948–2025)
The Madman. The trailblazer. The prince who turned chaos into art.

Ozzy Osbourne didn't just help invent heavy metal—he defined it. From the moment Black Sabbath unleashed its dark symphony on the world, he became the pulse of a genre that dared to confront fear, rage, and the spiritual noise of modern existence. And when he broke out solo, he proved that the madness was his own to command.

His voice was a siren call for the strange, the broken, and the beautifully defiant. He sang of war, addiction, love, and apocalypse—not to glorify them, but to let them scream through the amps. He wasn’t just shock value or spectacle, though God knows he reveled in it. Ozzy was honest, vulnerable, weird, and absolutely unforgettable.

More than the bat bites and biting lyrics, Ozzy taught generations to never apologize for who they are. That being odd was okay. That darkness could be transformed into catharsis. And even when his body faltered, his spirit roared louder than ever.

His legacy? It lives in every power chord, every raised fist, and every freak who dares to be loud, proud, and real. Long live the metal monarch.