Edward Tanner

Let’s talk about The Nostril Picker, a movie that’s just as bizarre as the title suggests. Edward Tanner’s name gets tossed around a lot when people mention cult oddities, and, well, this one’s got his fingerprints all over it. The main guy, Joe, is this total outcast—awkward doesn’t even start to cover it. He’s desperate to fit in, but honestly, he’s the kind of dude who stands out in all the wrong ways. Then, out of nowhere, he bumps into this mysterious old woman who gives him the ability to shape-shift. Not into cool stuff, though—he transforms into a teenage girl. Yeah, wrap your brain around that one. With his new look, Joe starts infiltrating a local high school. He’s trying to make friends or, I dunno, live out some twisted fantasy? It's hard to tell if he’s endearing or just plain creepy. Spoiler: it’s mostly the second one. The whole thing gets weirder from there—murders start piling up, and you find yourself in this low-budget fever dream that can't decide if it wants to be horror or just gross-out comedy. The dialogue’s awkward, the acting is, let’s say, enthusiastic, and the effects are delightfully cheap. But honestly, that’s half the charm. It’s got this grungy, VHS energy—like something you’d stumble across at a sleepover and immediately regret watching. If you’re into weird, off-the-wall horror with a humor streak, The Nostril Picker’s a wild, unforgettable trip through the gutter. Not for the faint of heart, or anyone who takes movies too seriously.