The hitch to “House of Darkness” is recognizing that it is a movie made to slot in between “Seduced by My Sister’s Husband” and “I Swiped Right on a Stalker.”
Can the movie be considered any “good?” Depends on your definition of the word “good.” Maybe it also depends on your definition of the word “be.” Or “the.”
“Scherzo Diabolico” is so fearless about melding two moods that otherwise shouldn’t work together, it creates a uniquely appealing viewing experience not soon to be forgotten.
It’s the right way for Zack Ward to cut his teeth as a neophyte in genre entertainment generation. “Restoration” just isn’t the most thrilling thriller that this genre has ever seen.
“Bite” takes the fear of where that weird bump on your arm came from and amplifies it to an extreme certain to have you brushing a bit harder next time you feel a phantom tug on your skin.
“The Phoenix Incident” blends fact and fake in such a skillfully slick way that some viewers may walk away wondering if the fictional characters are dramatizations of actual people.
If only the stories took their suspenseful setups to captivatingly creepy conclusions instead of frustratingly mediocre ones, “Holidays” could have been a classic good for any time of year.
“The Drownsman” has a visual polish rivaling big-screen mainstream features and there is enough uniqueness in the water phobia theme to make the movie memorable.
“Under the Shadow” is equally adept at moving a hand over the mouth in fright or guiding it to the chin for a stroke of contemplative reflection.
“Johnny Frank Garrett’s Last Word” is often overwrought, but there is enough sincerity on display to admire the movie for taking an unorthodox approach toward mixing horror with history.