Episode 40: Mike Snoonian on ‘Sweatshop’
June 16th, 2021 | By Matthew Monagle
Like any other mode of storytelling, horror tends to come in waves, and the 2000s were not the most forgiving
In this week’s episode of the Certified Forgotten podcast, Matthew Monagle and Matt Donato are joined by Mike Snoonian, a horror journalist and mental health professional. In their conversation, the group discusses the therapeutic power of horror, the potential themes of Gen Z horror filmmakers, and how Sweatshop differentiates itself from the wave of post-9/11 slashers.
04:11 – Molly explains how her sister’s indifferent babysitting launched her love of horror.
09:13 – Molly shares what caused her to abandon her original plans to be an archeologist and educator.
24:15 – Molly discusses the origins of Uterus Horror, her series of essays on coming-of-age female horror.
36:13 – Introduction to The Hive and the reason behind its selection.
42:34 – Conversation about Yarovesky’s nonlinear approach – and why it works so much better than you’d expect.
51:15 – Donato and Monagle discuss the “mean” streak of The Hive and how it generates empathy for its characters.
58:44 – Conversation about the special effects in the film and the influence of Tunnicliffe on the special effects.
70:54 – Conversation about the legacy of The Hive and whether this film was undone by its Fathom Events release strategy.
To see more of MIke’s work as a film critic, check out The Pod and the Pendulum, a franchise-based podcast he runs with Certified Forgotten irregular Lindsay Traves. You can also find Mike on Psychoanalysis: A Horror Therapy Podcast, which he co-hosts with two fellow mental health professionals and horror critics.
Charlie and her friends break into an abandoned warehouse and begin setting up an impromptu party. Unbeknownst to them, something lurks in this dark place… a presence so horrific, so monstrous, it has no name. Fueled by uncontrollable, unprovoked rage, this Beast knows only one thing – Charlie and her companions chose the wrong building, and they’re about to pay for it.Sweatshop, Wikipedia