Steven Andrews

Steven Andrews, yeah, that guy—you know, the one with a knack for oddball flicks—kind of flew under the radar, but if you dig deep enough, you’ll spot his name tied to some real cult classics. First up, The Nostril Picker (1993)—what a bizarre ride, honestly. It’s not your average horror flick; it’s got this gritty, low-budget charm that’s hard to forget. The story follows a lonely misfit who, thanks to some questionable supernatural help, starts shapeshifting to get close to unsuspecting victims. The movie’s loaded with dark humor and that grimy ‘90s vibe—gruesome, weird, yet you can’t look away. Andrews’ involvement gave the whole thing this offbeat energy; you just know nobody else would’ve done it the same way. And then there’s Roll Over Beethoven (1985)—a totally different beast. This one ditches horror for music and comedy, sprinkling in romance and a healthy dose of teenage angst. It’s all about chasing dreams, struggling through awkward band practice, and the messiness of young love. The film catches that whole “finding your place in the world” struggle that a lot of ‘80s movies did so well. Andrews brings a quirky touch to the cast, blending in seamlessly with the rest of the misfit crew. Both movies, while worlds apart, show off his flexibility and willingness to jump into the weird corners of cinema. Not exactly a household name, but honestly, that almost makes his work more interesting.