Episode 2

Nicolas Cage’s Scrapbook of Satanic Stickers

Welcome to your newest psychological meltdown class masquerading as higher education Daddy Issues & Devil Worship. In this week’s hallucinatory elective, we’re summoning Longlegs, the backmasked nursery rhyme of a film where Nicolas Cage crawls out of Hell’s tacky scrapbook to whisper secrets through your fillings. Professor Malave scrawls pentagrams across the chalkboard while the rest of the faculty—already in tinfoil hats and matching nosebleeds—attempt to decode the diabolical chaos using only a rotary phone and pure delusion.

Maika Monroe plays FBI Barbie with trauma-core accessories, desperately dodging demons, red flags, and the world’s creepiest Hallmark card from daddy dearest. Meanwhile, Sabrina may or may not be missing, and the staff quietly agrees not to ask questions because we do not summon what we can’t banish.

But wait—before the blood dries, we briefly chase our tail into the Cujo reboot. Is Netflix’s new spin a fresh beast… or just a soggy puppy in ‘80s drag?

Enroll today and leave us a 5-star review—or risk getting Cage-mailed a porcelain doll with your exact haircut and a whisper that says, “You’ve been chosen.”

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Born in Brooklyn, NY, Tommy James has made it his life’s mission to watch every movie, good, bad, and aggressively confusing—and judge it accordingly. As Your Favorite Movie Therapist, he dishes out scathing but oddly comforting “prescriptions” to characters who desperately need therapy, all while leaving audiences laughing, cringing, and occasionally questioning their own life choices. When he’s not doling out advice, he’s compiling The List: a catalog of movies, and people so frustratingly awful that, inevitably, your name ends up on it. Armed with encyclopedic film knowledge, sharp wit, and The Smooth Effect, Tommy is the lovable, insufferable cinematic force you didn’t know you needed.