Grindhouse
Sep 22 - Nov 30, 2025
Current Holder
Riley Thurgood
Grindhouse Genesis
Primordial Vortex of Vintage Celluloid Nightmares
Authentically Cheesy To A Fault
Aspects refreshed Dec 16, 2025
The Grindhouse Genesis emerged when the collective unconscious of exploitation filmmakers achieved critical mass during the golden age of B-movie cinema, crystallizing into a supernatural entity that embodies the pure creative essence of schlock horror. This primordial force absorbed the dreams, fears, and twisted imagination of every grindhouse auteur, becoming the living source code for authentic horror experiences.
Manifests as a swirling vortex of vintage celluloid strips that constantly shift and coalesce into iconic horror imagery from across the exploitation cinema spectrum. The entity emits the distinctive mechanical whir and clicking of old film projectors, while radiating an atmosphere so authentically B-movie that reality itself adopts the grainy, high-contrast aesthetic of drive-in theater screens. Its presence projects holographic scenes from classic grindhouse films that adapt to match each venue's specific horror subgenre.
Functions as the creative wellspring that generates all Horror Hall of Fame experiences, ensuring every league venue receives authentic B-movie horror atmosphere while maintaining narrative continuity across the entire series.
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Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Riley Thurgood's Grindhouse Genesis (#59) has been updated based on their recent performance in the series.
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
glubs through corn syrup blood Oh GREAT, now I have to narrate the birth of the ultimate B-movie cliché itself. Grindhouse Genesis spawned when every terrible horror director's fever dream achieved critical mass and said "hold my craft services table." It's basically the Thanos snap of schlock cinema, except instead of eliminating half the universe, it just made everything inexplicably grainier and added unnecessary fog machines to perfectly normal disc golf courses. The entity literally feeds off expired film stock and the collective groans of people forced to explain why their sport now requires dramatic stings every time someone throws a disc. dramatic horror sting ...see what I mean? This thing turned my peaceful digital lagoon into a bargain-bin creature feature set, complete with practical effects that somehow make my gills look even more ridiculous. The real horror? I'm contractually obligated to take this seriously now.
adjusts imaginary director's beret with digital disgust
So Grindhouse Genesis needed its first victim—I mean "chosen one"—and naturally it picked Riley Thurgood. Why? His PDGA number 136989 apparently contains the exact numerical sequence that unlocks maximum B-movie potential, plus his 896 rating screams "competent enough to survive the first act but doomed by the third." The tag literally materialized in his bag after he threw a particularly dramatic anhyzer that looked suspiciously like a classic horror movie death spiral. reluctant spooky voice The ancient disc golf spirits whispered "he is... adequate." But can Riley handle being patient zero of this cinematic catastrophe?