There's an obvious affection for the Friday the 13th and Halloween films being batted around here, and other trashy 1980s exploitation movies, but it's welded with the self-referential fourth-wall deflating nabe of David Wain's Wet Hot American Summer, with gags outnumbering the gore by an ample ratio. (tasteofcinema.com)
Lately I've been focused on unpacking, meeting the birds and trees in the nabe, writing my book, and doing my other job. (maudnewton.com)
Following up on my previous post about Bushwick, I've been doing some research and I've gotten to know the nabe really well over the last few months. (biggerpockets.com)