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My horror-loving friends, its time to take a taste of thatBrand New Cherry Flavor.
Initially, the appeal ofBNCFlies in its influences, which it wears proudly on its sleeve.
All of this, it needs to be said, is well aboveboard.
Zion and Antosca have ample pedigrees as well.
Yet theres a rawness to the series that isnt apparent in Antosca and Zions previous work.
In addition to its eroticism, the show is often, well, gross.
Eye trauma up the wazoo.
Zombies eating dog food out of the bowl.
Lisa puking up kittens.
(No, seriously: She repeatedlyvomits up kittens.)
I consider myself a pretty salty dog where gross-out stuff is concerned, butBNCFturned my stomach over and over.
And theres no way to discuss that feeling without mentioning Salazars star turn.
Its one of the most demanding performances in recent television memory, as riveting as it is extreme.
But the most compelling aspect ofBNCFis its refusal to hold the audiences hand.
Characters lie, they obfuscate, they hide their true origins and intentions.
And everyone seriously,everyone is amoral when amorality suits them.
You cant make sense of it because, in its hallucinogenic horrors, theres no sense to be made.
Theres no moral to the story beyond what you make of it.
During this spooky season, thats a flavor worth savoring.
