It’s one thing for a movie to be bad. It’s another thing to be boring. To be both is simply inexcusable, and that sums up “The Domicile.”
Literally by way of its production, and figuratively in terms of its title character, “Dave Made a Maze” shows how far an artist can take ambition using imagination.
Seeing creators and collectors recall the cards so enthusiastically fires up flux capacitors of fondness using weapons-grade nostalgia.
In cases like these, I can’t quite tell if my mumbled “meh” and shrugged shoulders have more to do with the movie or with me.
"Slither” comes about as close as any contemporary genre film can to capturing the feel of a 1950s Saturday matinee monster movie.
Matching a free flow of fear with relatable family drama, “The House at the End of Time” makes for a movie that is emotionally engaging as well as subtly chilling.
Its bones are given life by a unique skin of subtle fantasy providing a patina of escapist entertainment this sort of story usually doesn’t have.
"Awaken the Shadowman” steps up to the plate with ambition, then squares up to bunt with two strikes, promptly fouling into an out.
“Phoenix Forgotten” gains a fair deal of ground only to give it up for a last act playing in the deep end of “found footage” predictability.
Not since “The Battery” has an economical indie figured out that scaling all the way back to an intimate focus is a much smarter way to stand out.