Tuesday, June 17, 2025

TUNE IN TUESDAY – "Criminally Insane 2" / Degausser Video Breakdown

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Special Feature: “The Hysteria Continues” Commentary as Punk Cinema Gospel


⚠️ Rewind the tape, strip the signal, and throw the reel in the microwave. What you get is "Criminally Insane 2" (aka Crazy Fat Ethel II)—a lo-fi shot-on-video meltdown that feels like someone taped over a snuff film with late-night TV static and trauma dreams. Released in 1987 but spiritually stuck in the rotting back-alleys of 1975, this movie isn’t a sequel—it’s a feedback loop. Ethel returns not reborn, not rebooted—just recirculated. Half the runtime is flashbacks. The rest is VHS sludge.

But we’re not here just for the blood-chunked Jell-O of it all.

We’re here for the gospel according to The Hysteria Continues.


๐ŸŽ™️ THE HYSTERIA CONTINUES: DIY COMMENTARY AS PUNK LITURGY

If Criminally Insane 2 is a landfill of mental illness exploitation and post-Ronald Reagan malaise, then The Hysteria Continues commentary is the zine-pulp hymn book. These guys don’t just narrate the movie—they exhume it. With razor wit and encyclopedic grime-knowledge, they walk you through the carcass of exploitation cinema like back-alley priests in a late-night funeral for taste.

Their approach? Irreverent. Scholarly. Fierce.
Imagine Joe Bob Briggs meets Crass’ liner notes—except British, caffeinated, and deep in the vinegar vaults of cinema. They know this film is a disaster. But they don’t sneer from above. They crawl through it with camaraderie, curiosity, and contemptuous affection. It’s punk cinema criticism: talkback from the margins, where love and mockery hold hands.


๐ŸŒ€ THE DEGAUSSER EFFECT

You watch this on a warped bootleg. You feel the tape shedding its magnetic soul. This is the degausser moment—where celluloid identity gets erased by poverty, DIY ethics, and creative rot. Criminally Insane 2 becomes less a film and more a ritual of deterioration. It’s a haunted Xerox of a haunted Xerox, played on a dying VCR.

The Hysteria Continues commentary doesn’t resist that—it amplifies it.
Every awkward scene, every drooling cut-and-paste flashback is treated with awe, confusion, and the exact energy of a punk show in a broken-down Elks Lodge: chaotic, raw, too loud, too weird, too real.


๐Ÿ”ฅ WHY THIS MATTERS

Because criticism isn’t just about stars and thumbs and snark. Sometimes it’s a survival instinct.
Sometimes, four dudes laughing about an unreleasable tape-disaster from 1987 is the only scripture that makes sense in a world that’s always been Criminally Insane.

And sometimes?
That becomes gospel.


๐Ÿ“ผ Buzz Drainpipe says:

“If Pauline Kael had grown up dubbing Lucio Fulci movies in a punk squat while tripping on expired Slim Jims, this is the commentary she would’ve recorded. A spiritual exorcism in four voices. Bless it.”

๐ŸŽง Recommended Pairing:

  • SPK – “Slogun”

  • Public Image Ltd – “Theme”

  • The Locust – “Well I'll Be a Monkey's Uncle”

  • Clip of a TV evangelist melting down

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