Inebriated Cinephiles

Inebriated Cinephiles Ep. 203 - Inglourious Basterds

Inglourious Basterds. Bad accents. Great dialogue. Historically aggressive problem-solving. Disclaimer: This episode contains excessive tension, outstanding performances, and at least one discussion about how Christoph Waltz had absolutely no business being that good. Beer recommended. Bourbon quite acceptable. Revenge optional.

Inebriated Cinephiles Ep. 202 - Braveheart

This week: Braveheart. Big speeches. Bigger battles. Zero indoor voices. The episode? Drinks, opinions, and highly questionable Scottish accents. Beverage recommendation: Whiskey, high-grav beer that tastes like grass, or both simultaneously. Join us for the mayhem!

Inebriated Cinephiles Ep. 201 - Memento

Season Two begins… or does it? This week we're bringing you Memento, Christopher Nolan’s mind-bending thriller that dares you to keep up as it unravels memory, identity, and truth all in reverse. With tattoos, Polaroids, and one very unreliable perspective, this is a film that rewards attention—and maybe a second viewing or four. Pour yourself something you won’t forget and join us as we piece together one of Nolan’s most unforgettable puzzles.

Inebriated Cinephiles Ep. 131 - Season 1 Review

Thirty films, countless drinks, and at least a few questionable life choices later… Season One of Inebriated Cinephiles is in the books. In this episode we’re taking a look back at the good, the bad, and the occasionally baffling—from the movies that blew us away to the ones that left us checking the wheel for a refund. We’ll also be revisiting the drinks that hit the spot, the ones that… didn’t, and everything in between. Pour something cheery and join us as we close out the season, reflect on the chaos, and look ahead to what’s coming next!

Inebriated Cinephiles Ep. 130 - Weapons

This week we’re getting into Weapons, a dark and cryptic mystery from director Zach Cregger. It begins with a disappearance, and from there the questions, and disappearances, only multiply. What happened? Who’s responsible? And why does every answer seem to lead somewhere even stranger? As is the formula in films like this, the town gets quieter, the music gets creepier, and absolutely no one seems willing to give a straight answer. Pour yourself something strong that goes down easy and join us as we sift through the clues, the tension, and the creeping suspicion that something very wrong is hiding just beneath the surface.