Even at barely an hour, “Night of the Living Dead: Darkest Dawn” is excruciating to sit through. Rubbing your retinas with steel wool would be less painful on the eyes.
“Estranged” has more than its fair share of intrigue and unexpected turns, but there is succinctness in its story making its terror frighteningly down-to-earth.
“The Girl in the Photographs” shouts loud enough to be heard above the slasher movie din while its echo may not reach all the way through the ears.
Given its “invaders among us” content and DIY style, the best way to describe “They Look Like People” is: think “They Live” reimagined as mumblecore.
Never has a film been unenjoyable enough to warrant walking out of a theater mid-movie, but “Condemned” fought hard to be my first.
“Game Changer” is a marshmallowy nostalgia piece driven more by marketing than any desire to delve deeply into the series’ inner machinations.
Sights and sounds are just odd enough for “Naciye” to deliver the kind of subtle strangeness that western audiences can only get from a suspense thriller made in Turkey.
With slasher masks off and one-liners silenced, “Martyrs” reminds how horror can be escapist entertainment without being entertaining in the traditional sense.
“The Mind’s Eye” is straight-up psychic horror aiming intentionally for wall-to-wall, ceiling-to-floor, and then obliterating-the-entire-room action entertainment.
Overflowing with character in its cast, setting, scripting, and tone, “Bone Tomahawk” easily earns its place as one of the 21st century’s most memorable modern westerns.