Nate Bonner

Nate Bonner’s name pops up in the credits for Freaky Tales (2024), and honestly, that should give you a clue you’re in for something wild. Set in Oakland, this flick is like a love letter and a fever dream rolled into one, where reality and fantasy keep swapping places just when you think you’ve got it figured out. The story’s chopped up into four bonkers chapters, all smashing together in the late ‘80s. You get this wild mash of hip-hop, street legends, comic book vibes, and straight-up supernatural weirdness. It’s gritty, loud, sometimes even hilarious, but it’s never boring for a second. Characters? Oh, they’re a trip. You’ve got hustlers, punks, washed-up heroes, and a couple of faces you might’ve seen at your neighborhood corner store if you ever hung around Oakland back in the day. There are shootouts, dance battles, and more than a few “what the hell just happened?” moments—honestly, the kind of chaos that makes you want to rewind and double-check if you missed something. The city itself feels alive: neon lights, graffiti, thumping music, and people hustling just to get by. Every little story thread ties back to this electric, no-holds-barred portrait of Oakland that’s equal parts gritty and surreal. It’s wild, unpredictable, and, yeah, a little bit nostalgic. Freaky Tales doesn’t bother playing by the rules—why should it? That’s probably what gives it its kick. In the end, you’ll either be grinning, scratching your head, or probably both.