
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
glubs sarcastically through corn syrup blood Oh great, now I'm narrating the birth of Reel Ritualist #97? When some dead projectionist decided to splice his soul with actual film reels like he's the Phantom of the Opera meets YouTube, he created this floating celluloid nightmare that "conducts sacred film ceremonies" across venues. Because apparently we needed a spectral film editor to make this B-movie disc golf mashup even MORE pretentious. dramatic horror sting What's next, a popcorn vendor poltergeist?
adjusts vintage film projector with supernatural exasperation So the Reel Ritualist floated through Utah's courses, seeking its first director... when it spotted Casey Howard (#96768, 919-rated) perfectly executing a hyzer flip like he was choreographing a death scene! The spectral film strips whispered "CUT! That's a wrap!" But can Casey handle being both star AND director of this celluloid circus?