It maybe nothing more than a glint in the distance, but the end of Hooptober 6(66) is in site. And maybe it’s the chill in the air, but I’m starting to find more and more to like, whether it’s the art-heavy exploration of black identity and horror in Ganja & Hess, the finger pointing at capitalism and consumer culture in The Stuff, and even in the vampirism = art of Bliss. Those films coupled with some of the most terrifying moments I’ve witnessed in a horror film and Cujo and what so far is my film of the year for 2019, One Cut of the Dead make for some fun watching this killer season.
So enough talk. Check your pup for foamy lips and let’s get into this week’s films. Continue reading
We’ve hit the halfway point in films for Hooptober 2019, and the drive to see blood-drenched visceral horror has yet to abate. In fact, maybe it’s gotten a bit stronger, because this week’s outings were light on any actual terror. Between the jump to a more action oriented tone in It: Chapter Two and the tongue-in-cheek humor embedded in the core of both Bride of Re-Animator and the first two Slumber Party Massacre films horror didn’t feel like the first priority. As for the abominable Miner’s Massacre, well…the less said the better.
So grab your glowing hypodermic and let’s jump in. Continue reading
Like every Hooptober, the first week brings in some of the best films…and some of the worst. On one side of the spectrum you have the emotionally punishing Lynchian warp of Andrzej Żuławski’s Possession and the beautifully fragile horror fantasy of Issa Lopez’s Tigers Are Not Afraid. On the other hand you have, well…Hobgoblins. In between there are various levels of good (and bad) with both Deliver Us From Evil and Dracula’s Daughter, but in the end I have to once again call it a crap-shoot.
So come on in and check out the week’s wares for Hooptober 2019. Watch the creaky step and the things that go bump in the night. Continue reading
Walk a little faster. Try not to think about the ominous sounds of gnawing coming from the dark, or the disjointed, wicked shadows splayed on walls lit only by a dim and fast fading street light. And whatever you do, for God’s sake don’t look behind you as Blood Red returns once again, coming closer and closer… Continue reading
Ok…on the reviewing side I’m definitely starting to feel the burnout now that I’m 20 films into the annual Hoop-Tober horror marathon. But the good news is the good is definitely outweighing the bad this week With films ranging from “meh but worth it” to “oh crap totally worth it” on the spectrum of watchability. Joe Dante more than cashed in on the success of Jaws by crafting in Piranha a wickedly fun chomp-fest that has its tongue planted firmly in cheek without sacrificing some tense, gore-filled moments. I satisfied my Barbara Crampton requirement by checking out the nostalgia-filled Beyond the Gates, which has its moments of fun recalling the heyday of VHS board games but it’s really the score by Wojciech Golczewski that satisfies. The Strangers isn’t normally the type of horror I go for, but I’m glad I tried it, because the simplicity of its approach and the craft on hand both in front of and behind the camera made for a chilling, thrilling experience to watch. Netflix has quietly been amassing a plethora of independent horror films to release under its banner, but Gareth Edwards’ follow-up to his Raid films is a masterclass of crazed religious fever. Apostle might be Dan Stevens best performance yet, sacrificing none of Edwards’ gore and action for a nasty take on The Wicker Man. And finally Jaws 2 shows that by turning the shark into essentially a slasher killer and giving us copious amounts of Roy Scheider and Keith Gordon is an okay replacement for a great movie.
Two weeks and 11 films to go, so let’s wade through the viscera tunnel that is this week’s review excerpts and get to it. Continue reading