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10 Best “Todd and the Book of Pure Evil” Episodes!

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What happens when you blend the might of Valhalla’s metal symphony by way of Tenacious D lyricism, Ash vs Evil Dead brain juices and Deathgasm’s headbanger bromanship? You get one of Canada’s most righteous genre imports, Todd and the Book of Pure Evil. It took until Todd hit Netflix during the platform’s earliest streaming days before I binged my US-born eyes silly on slapstick stoner satanics – but, alas, the rights expired and Crowley High’s finest soon needed a new home. Enter AMC’s Shudder streaming service (years later), who – to my supreme delight – will be *exclusively* offering Todd And The Book Of Pure Evil under their on-demand banner starting July 26th. GET READY FOR YOUR EYES TO BLEED TEARS OF AWESOMENESS, SHIT ROOSTERS! Todd’s coming back for sloppy…thirds? Canadian TV, Netflix, 2018’s continuation movie – not even. Frenzied fourths!

Need a quick crash course in all things Pure Evil? Here’s the scoop.

Todd (Alex House) is your typical smokestack underachiever selected by a magical “Book Of Pure Evil” to become some almighty “Pure Evil One.” He does his best to fight back against the book’s teachings, which means weaker students are preyed upon and made into wish-granted minions Todd must vanquish. By his side are corn-chips-munchin’ buddy Curtis (Bill Turnbull), forever goth crush Jenny (Maggie Castle) and brainiac Hannah (Melanie Leishman). Together they must prevent Todd from fulfilling an age-old prophecy foretold by three metalhead “wise men” and school guidance counselor/Crowley Heights cult informant Atticus Murphy Jr. (Chris Leavins), with Crowley High as their episodic battleground. Sanitized each week by janitor Jimmy’s (Jason Mewes) trusty “blood mop.”

With the show’s re-re-release, I thought it proper to honor my favorite Toddisodes as a way of enlightening virgin audiences. Sweet mother of Satan, it’s time to get horny like the devil and rip from the taco bong once again. Hope you’re ready to get wild, crazy and covered in student body goo!

Be warned, spoilers ahead.


10) “B.Y.O.B.O.P.E.” (S2 E11)

Todd And The Book Of Pure Evil dials up a high school party episode? Of course. All of Crowley High’s youngest and dumbest…chugging keg beers…numb to moral quandaries. The perfect place for a Book Of Pure Evil to infect multiple vessels.

You’ll get your mystical damnation as promised – Eliza (Satara Subedar) sets off a chain of “stolen hearts,” Lenny (Tristan Carlucci) becomes an ultimate beer chugger, “Dancerman” (Mat Andre) can’t quit – but entertainment isn’t derived *just* from the book’s bloodbath. Jenny picks up a vinyl record with the three metal dudes on the front who are outed as Ask Not The Innkeeper – a reference to one of their cryptic clues. She listens to “The Prophecy” and three rules are foretold that will bring upon the Pure Evil One’s reign. One of which is “must not be a virgin,’ aka “loser.” Cue Jenny’s cockblocking of Todd and Nikki (Carmen Lavigne), which in-turn cockblocks Curtis and Hannah.

This is all while Atticus Murphy Jr. tries to sleuth his way around the liquor-soaked student party under the guise of “cool, wrong side of the tracks guy” Scooter (who successfully steals the night). He even has ice on hand when needed, which is used to keep Atticus Murphy Sr.’s decapitated head from decomposing further – because what party is complete without your guidance counselor talking to his deceased father’s corpse-piece Psycho style?

Bonus points for Red Fang playing in the background.


9) “Daddy Tissues” (S2 E3)

During Season 1’s finale, Jenny finds her missing father Pat Kolinsky (Ross McMillan) drugged and stashed away inside the Crowley Heights Retirement Home (filled with satanist seniors). In “Daddy Tissues,” Jenny has already been rescued by Todd and papa awakens from his vegetative state. He desperately wants to join Jenny’s gang so his journalistic labors can payoff when they find the Book Of Pure Evil, but he’s too uncool by age standards. This brings the book right to him, and even Pat can’t resist reading an etched incantation.

The book, in all its evil trickery, allows Jenny’s father to wear other people’s skin in an attempt to become younger. After a few failed flesh swaps (daddy first selects students the gang hates), Pat strikes gold by “impeaching” (aka skinning) class president Devon Morrow (Jamie Johnston). He’s instantly accepted – even able to talk about how rad buffets are thanks to Devon’s ultimate coolness – but popularity comes with a price when Jenny shows romantic interest in the gang’s new class president accomplice. Pat stumbles time and time again when trying to not hook up with his daughter, costumes tear with nasty regard and Atticus Murphy Jr. invents the greatest combination of arbitrary words in the history of television – “shit rooster.”

For that reason alone, “Daddy Tissues” makes my list.


8) “Loser Generated Content” (S2 E8)

When the A/V Club gets the book’s attention, life becomes an editable project for two vengeful “nerds” who can now split-screen, fade wipe and edit students to death. But why would they want to? Simple. Todd destroyed all their equipment during one of his signature fights against evil.

I love Todd And The Book Of Pure Evil because the first few minutes of “Loser Generated Content” are laced with oh-so-aware satire. Time and time again the show meta-ly pokes fun at horror tropes (Jimmy’s cleaner detail, teachers locking themselves in safety when Todd rushes out of class), but this specific episode’s beauty pageant beast cuts right to the chase. Cold open on Jenny the pageant queen, Hannah in mime makeup and Curtis’ mechanized hand malfunctioning while Todd vanquishes another foe. It all is so inexplicably ridiculous, and that’s *exactly* what the group acknowledges. Nonchalantly, as just another crazy Crowley High day.

Only this time their collateral damage must be answered for.

The true episode bookwork is a disgruntled film student’s dreamiest The Truman Show rampage. Reggie (Ben Beauchemin) and Dennis (Robel Zere) turn Todd into a pervy stalker by “cutting” him into Jenny’s world as only a psychopath might skulk (naked in her closet, etc). Todd actively tries to stay away from his crush, but the book has morphed into an editing suite control console with infinite cutting-room powers. Black lines slice bodies in two as Atticus Murphy Jr. watches alongside the Crowley High tech studs (hoping he’ll witness Todd Smith’s final scene). Even by Todd And The Book Of Pure Evil standards, “Loser Generated Content” is a crackup, popcorn poppin’ student film departure.


7) “The Phantom Of Crowley High” (S1 E11)

“ART…IS…PAIN. THERE CAN BE NO ART WITHOUT THE RISK OF MUTILATION OR DEATH.”

Ah, the “Phantom’s” first appearance. A high school rock opera that roasts musical television episodes in musical television episode format. Todd And The Book Of Pure Evil couldn’t know what they’d be starting with this “part one” proletariat compliance saga, not quite Phantom Of The Paradise but no stuffy Phantom Of The Opera either. Charlotte (Angela Jill Guingcangco) – Crowley High’s drama star who can’t sing – seduced by the book with vocal talents only to still play second fiddle while other’s performatively impress. You know, like Todd’s “Battle Of Babylon” by Vagina Conqueror tryout.

Atticus Murphy Jr. despises his task to direct a musical production *until* Todd recommends a metal musical. Parents will hate it! Thus two pages and one song worth of “The Bowels of Hell” are born, which – of course – is a recounting of Atticus’ darkest memories as an ‘eff you to daddy dearest. Cut to Todd playing Atticus, Jenny as Atticus’ girlfriend who’s stolen away, and Atticus as mean-old Atticus Murphy Sr. himself. Never better than Todd wearing a wedding dress (as Atticus) to replicate the ancient ceremony of manhood involving big bad Mr. Wolf.

Like, we *know* Atticus experienced a life-changing wolf run-in, but to see it in amateur theater format? Sure, three cheers for Hannah and Curtis stoking the first fires of their relationship – yet on-stage footage is everything Book Of Pure Evil highlights are made of. Hornified Heavy Metal school sing-alongs that’d get any teacher fired – just not at Crowley High.


6) “Fisting Fantasy” (S2 E6)

As Season 2 of Todd And The Book Of Pure Evil unfolds, larger and zanier realities manifest inside the walls of Crowley High from protozoan jungles to socialist dystopias – none more enveloping than the MMORPG realm of Fisting Fantasy 8½. World of Warcraft in real life. Icy frostlands, red-armored knights and rhyming little puppet sidekicks only a smidge more endearing than that problematic muppet in Your Highness. Where’s the horror you ask? Gone fishin’ I guess, but luckily the change-of-pace works palate-cleansing wonders.

In true Book Of Pure Evil fashion, a large proportion of humor comes by way Curtis’ gigantic purple jugs (his LadyDeathBoobs avatar) and Hannah’s transformation into a pink-haired furry fetish character complete with gigantic member. Fantasy aspects are massive and costumes range from barbaric loin cloths (Todd) to head-to-toe “Murk Lurker” goblins, but everything always comes back to world-building. Hannah’s “key,” DDR battles, Jimmy the NPC blacksmith dwarf. No detail suggests insignificance, and even the more “annoying” gags hold quite well. Looking at you Mischievo. “To the snake you would throw me? Mischievo says blow me!” Never change.


5) “Gay Day” (S1 E4)

One of Todd And The Book Of Pure Evil’s most applaudable qualities is a strive to shape episodes around stereotypical – but important – high school issues. Be it consent, bullying, friendship, or in “Gay Day’s” case, acceptance. Am I saying these issues are handled with the sweetness of Richard Linklater or poignancy of Oscar-nominated affairs? Of course not. But does an episode like “Gay Day” make time to bat for those considered “different” inside already unsafe schoolyard boundaries? Better than you might think.

Then the monologue giver gets pulled apart into hoistable trophy pieces as blood squirts everywhere, in true Book Of Pure Evil fashion. Don’t worry. Media content definitely has to retain brand recognition.

In the episode, a homosexual student (Simon, played by Benjamin Charles Watson) is being harassed by dickwad jock Bailey (Kyle Nobess) and his crew. After some pure evil designs, every male in Crowley High turns gay while Simon “straightens out.” Bailey’s crew still harasses him on the same traumatic level, but this time while calling him a homophobe as the shoe has proverbially dropped. Not to mention Crowley High’s female population forms an angry mob that merges with Bailey’s growing “get ‘em, girls” army, all of whom want to murder Simon (maybe or maybe not Hannah’s fault).

What does this mean for Todd’s gang? Curtis starts coming onto his best friend and Todd can’t get “excited” for Jenny anymore. Which, if you’ve watched the show, is a pretty big scripted development. Caressed arms, doe-eyes, maybe even some swapped spit? Plus this is the *first* episode where Todd And The Book Of Pure Evil hits a steady upward stride that continues almost unfazed until the end of Season 2 – and we learn which minion is in charge of watching Atticus Murphy Jr.’s weiner. Like I said, always gots to be on brand.


4) “Cockfight” (S1 E8)

As if Todd’s constant phallic commentary wasn’t enough, “Cockfight” devotes an *entire* episode to Crowley High’s biggest, meanest dick. A talking “Wangdusa” that can turn onlookers to stone when gazing at the angry lower-half appendage. Better yet? “Cockfight’s” one-eyed monster is connected to Bailey, whose massive overcompensation issue outs his bully motivations. There’s no twisting messages here. Todd And The Book Of Pure Evil unleashes a talking dick creature while still introducing pertinent plot information that forever alters Todd’s trajectory. This one has it all, folks.

Of course, fans of the show know Curtis is found as a statue at the episode’s onset. No one can understand including Todd, who gets high and forgets his own plan. Stoner ignorance is a major player in “Cockfight,” as well as Chris Leavin’s pitch-perfect argyle awkwardness and unit chatter behind closed doors. Atticus Murphy Jr. is an outright scene-stealer at any moment, but episodes like “Cockfight” are built of moments that elevate cream to the top. Inept, confused and helplessly enraged by the slightest bumble. Atticus just wants the Book Of Pure Evil and can never catch a break –  not even when it’s being held in place by a Curtis’ rock-solid hands.

Oh, and Todd’s sight blockage gear is fantastic – complete with cape and paper slicer sword. Ridiculous? Of course. But in the proper way only a pothead like Todd can pull off.


3) “Checkmate” (S1 E12)

This is where I differ with a lot of Todd And The Book Of Pure Evil fans. I recognize it. I respect it. That acknowledged, hearing Hannah B. Williams repeat the line “We’re so wasted!” be it talk, text, or *any* medium destroys me. Laughing bouts of ruination. “Checkmate” a cult-forward, all-seeing-yet-expected episode, but when Curtis and Hannah get hypnotized by Leonard tonality takes a magnificent turn. Their attempts to outsmart Todd are *so* morninic that even Todd diffuses then in seconds – only the ruse still plays out. Hannah always trying to cover with a “We’re so wasted!” I have the giggles just thinking about it. Melanie Leishman, act in more comedies please.

“Checkmate” is a beautiful marriage of normal Todd hijinks and very obvious book influences. The weird? Eyes bulge in a very overt CGI type of way to highlight brainwashed cronies. The normal? Todd ignores possible danger to the point where characters scream in Todd’s face and it takes his best friends being kidnapped before exerted efforts are made. This opens a perfect moment for Atticus Murphy Jr. to play hero, followed by detention-ready ridiculousness and then a mega-bloody practical death by way of head explosion. You know who. Let’s not play coy.


2) “Deathday Cake” (S2 E9)

Why is an episode about the book taking birthday cake form so memorable? Troy (Jeremy Walmsley). Spewed retirement-home blood. An amazing devotion to idiotic birthday celebrations. Have I ever heard of birthday shoes? No, but why don’t I have them and how bad are my friends? Plus, once again, Todd And The Book Of Pure Evil proves why it’s a showstopping spectacle of practical grossness and dankest-of-dank scripting. In a rewatchable, unstoppable way.

“Deathday Cake” is all about a puritanical Martha-Ruth (Amber Cull) hating that she can’t celebrate her birthday because of religious restrictions. The book takes the form of evil bakery tiers and said girl feeds birthday-celebrating students to the cake so she can gain their age. Oh, it’s your 18th birthday? Feeding time comes and 18 more years are immediately added to the rapidly maturing Martha-Ruth as she wheels around a massive frosted and fanged dessert. The kick is euphoric – she’s never experienced a birthday before – but the cost is tragic. Then Atticus gets involved with his devotion to Troy and “Deathday Cake” reaches hijinx critical mass.

All the best aspects of practical buffoonery, gore to the max and screamy, weepy Atticus absurdity. All praise the hungriest cake in history.


1) “2 Girls, 1 Tongue” (S2 EP10)

To quote fellow critic Matthew Monagle, “todd and the book of pure evil musical episode > buffy musical episode.” Hard stop. I’m a big-ass-baby-sized sucker for horror musicals, and while this isn’t the first time Todd’s crew faced off against the Phantom’s melodic murder spree, it’s hands-down the best. Best musical episode, best overall episode, best overall episode of comedic horror-based television…maybe…ever? From that perfect whip-pan moment when Charlotte reappears as one of the gang instead of Hannah, it’s all systems go on the rock-out front. Hannah now flipped as the Phantom of Crowley High, able to centerpiece Melanie Leishman’s voice when Hannah stitches a leather shoe tongue as her prosthetic replacement.

Every song rattles amps with the sounds of engorged member talk and hair-metal odyssey epicness. Hannah brings the house crumbling down as she laments about someone else touching her man’s banana (Charlotte swaps places with Hannah, Curtis hypnotized). Todd warns the Phantom to stay away from his schlong while brandishing Sand Dragon (his sword). Chris Leavins brings us back to Atticus Murphy Jr.’s night of deflowering in a segment where “Wolf rape! Wolf rape!” is chanted and Leavins mimes submission to a costumed Granny eater. It’s lyrically unstable, musically enchanting and so very boners-and-blood-gushing in every way that shapes Todd And The Book Of Pure Evil into the bingeable beast it is. “Horny Like The Devil,” Liberace Atticus and the book that keeps on giving. If there’s a better Atticus Murphy Jr. gif than the one from this episode playing below, I haven’t seen it (because it doesn’t exist).

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Before ‘The Blair Witch Project’, ‘Alien Autopsy’ Showed How Real Found Footage Could Feel

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Alien Autopsy: Fact or Fiction

The line separating artist from con man is a lot thinner than you might initially believe. While I think we can all agree that lying for the sake of profit is actively malicious behavior, isn’t it also true that the faux documentary aspect of The Blair Witch Project is half the reason why that film became such a cultural phenomenon? After all, if there’s one thing filmmakers have in common with stage magicians, it’s that misleading and misdirecting audiences is simply part of the job.

That’s why I’ve developed a habit of mostly ignoring the moral quandaries behind many of film and television’s biggest “hoaxes” in favor of appreciating the narrative elements that drive productions like Mermaids: The Body Found and even Animal Planet’s highly underrated The Cannibal in the Jungle. However, if there’s a definitive case of a highly publicized broadcast fooling the world into taking it seriously, it has to be Fox’s infamous 1995 TV special Alien Autopsy: Fact or Fiction.

It’s been over three decades since that eerie footage first haunted television screens right at the peak of the ’90s ufology craze, and in that time, the video has taken on a life of its own. From countless parodies and references in everything from The X-Files to Tony Hawk’s Pro Skater (as well as John Dower’s recently released tell-all documentary The Alien Autopsy Scandal, which I’d highly recommend to genre fans everywhere), there’s no denying the legacy of the Alien Autopsy video. However, I rarely see the tape discussed as what it truly is: a highly convincing found footage film directed by a passionate stage magician and brought to life by masterful practical effects work.

That’s why I’d like to invite readers to join me on a deep dive into one of the most infamous broadcasts of all time in an attempt to reevaluate the footage as a fascinating narrative experience rather than a complete hoax.

The TV Special That Convinced Millions It Was Real

Ray Santilli next to Extraterrestrial replica in ‘The Alien Autopsy Scandal’

For starters, regardless of whether or not you believe that there was in fact an extraterrestrial crash in Roswell during the summer of 1947 and that some form of autopsy was performed on the victims, the producers behind the black & white recordings, Ray Santilli and Gary Shoefield, insist that their video was a “restoration.” Though I’d argue that the proper word is “remake”of genuine footage that was too damaged to air on television. That’s why the duo went on to recruit filmmaker and eccentric magician Spyros Melaris and sculptor/monster designer John Humphreys to bring their version of the autopsy to life and sell it to the highest bidder.

This is where the story of the Alien Autopsy as a narrative experience really begins. Melaris claims that his approach to the faux recording consisted of striving for extreme period accuracy in both shooting equipment and setting while also planting subtle details that would initially seem like mistakes but could later be revealed to actually fit the time period. That being said, the filmmaker was under the impression that the short would be released for free as a PR stunt, with the team later producing and selling an informative documentary chronicling exactly how the footage was faked and commenting on how easy it is to manipulate public perception with a good old-fashioned magic trick.

This obviously isn’t how things went down, and that’s likely the reason why Melaris has since distanced himself from everyone else involved with the project. Yet, no amount of behind-the-scenes drama can undermine the genuine effort that went into making the short as impressive as it is. From the sourcing of real animal organs from a local butcher to make the organic part of the creature more lifelike to the highly detailed sculpt that made use of a hollowed-out underlayer that could be filled with fake blood and assorted viscera, there’s a reason why so many Hollywood specialists are still impressed with the artistry on display here.

Of course, the believability is only half the story, as I think that the best part of the autopsy is how Melaris builds on the existing tension by obscuring certain details and often embracing the chaos of what a real examination of extraterrestrial life could feel like. The camera often goes out of focus at just the right time to make certain effects hit even harder, and we can only speculate as to what the hazmat-suited doctors are gesticulating about during the operation. There’s a real air of mystery to the whole thing that almost makes it feel like a cosmically terrifying, cursed film containing forbidden knowledge that civilians were never meant to see.

So when Fox’s Fact or Fiction brings in the specialists to comment on the film and its otherworldly subject, it’s no surprise that we end up with one of the most memorable mockumentaries of all time – albeit one where the participants are unaware that the footage they’re commenting on is basically a large-scale practical joke. A joke that the network was obviously in on, as many participants claim that the TV special cut out significant portions where guests point out that they believe the footage to be an elaborate hoax.

The Lasting Impact of the Hoax Turned Cultural Event

Regardless, I remember going to bed terrified after watching reruns of the special and thinking about the respected pathologist who claimed that the body was almost certainly inhuman, with even effects maestro Stan Winston commenting on how difficult it would be to recreate some of these visuals through practical puppetry. That’s not even mentioning Jonathan Frakes’ dramatic hyping up of the disturbing imagery as if he was talking about the tape from The Ring, with his spooky demeanor here likely being responsible for his later role as the host of Beyond Belief: Fact or Fiction a few years later.

Personally, I’d argue that the Alien Autopsy phenomenon had just as much of an impact on me as a horror fan as The Blair Witch Project, a film that was almost certainly influenced by the success of this immensely popular hoax (to the point where they even produced their own TV special commenting on Heather’s found footage). Even if Fox didn’t intend to produce a narrative feature about the aftermath of the Roswell crash, the end product still holds up remarkably well as a highly entertaining mockumentary exploring the idea that we may not be alone in the universe.

While neither Santilli nor the rest of the production team has ever commented on this, I also think it’s very likely that the idea of a faux Alien Autopsy could have been influenced by Dean Alioto’s The McPherson Tape/UFO Abduction. I’ve already written about how this granddaddy of found footage was co-opted by rogue ufologists who began selling bootlegs of the tape at conventions as if it were real evidence of a close encounter, so it’s not that much of a stretch to imagine that Santilli and company could have heard about this phenomenon and been inspired to come up with their own highly profitable hoax.

At the end of the day, it’s unlikely that the Alien Autopsy film is recreating any real footage from Roswell, but I can still appreciate the short and the accompanying television event as a standalone horror story that still influences the way we see found footage to this very day.

After all, the possibility that something could be real is often much scarier than finding out for sure – and that’s why I think Alien Autopsy: Fact or Fiction is still worth revisiting three decades down the line.

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