Be sure to brace expectations for a werewolf western that has more of the latter than it does of the former.

“Poltergeist Activity” is the cinema equivalent of ramen noodles ... Once the cup goes in the trash, so does all memory of the meal.

If only its trail sped down a hill of horror instead of slowly slogging up one, “Kantemir” might be more memorable instead of being mostly mediocre.

If none of the notable Star Trek personalities participated in this project, and everything else remained as is, how much enthusiasm would there be for “Star Trek: Of Gods and Men?”

“It Follows” doesn’t build scares on jumps and visceral thrills. Its horror is a slow-crawling virus that subtly disturbs with under-the-skin eeriness.

The challenge “Harbinger Down” has in front of it is coming up with a concept for a story that matches the concept for the creatures and the charisma of the cast.

There is simple charm in the straightforward story and retro horror appeal that makes “The Funhouse” the gold standard granddaddy of killer carnival thrillers.

In the face of superior backwards-unfolding suspense yarns, you may not remember ("Amnesiac"), which poetically befits a film about missing pieces of memory.

It is the equivalent of filmic escargot in that it moves with the urgency of a you-know-what, yet is flavored as a delicacy for palates seasoned to its patient cinematic style.

It sandwiches in so much of the same recycled UFO-related references and fiction that the story mirrors the first-person format as being boringly outdated.

Forced to choose amongst any of Blumhouse’s other teen-targeted thrillers like “Ouija” or “Unfriended,” “The Gallows” has marginally more to offer as a paranormal activity chiller.

The movie’s most distinguishing characteristic is that it will forever be known as “that found footage flashlight flick.”

Take an assembly line attitude towards crafting a low-level motion picture, and the result is a movie so flavorless, it cannot even be described as vanilla.

“The Redwood Massacre” is one of those disposable movies where some short time after the fact, you’ll be unable to recall if you actually saw it or not.

A snickering good time for Lovecraft fans who won’t find sacrilege in seeing the grandmaster’s literary oeuvre repurposed for salaciously sex-oriented horror hijinks.

“The Death of Superman Lives: What Happened?” remains a cornucopia of “what if” scenarios certain to tickle a touchstone of nostalgia for ‘90s superhero cinema.

Despite borrowing part and parcel from an overly familiar “found footage” formula, “Always Watching” deviates from tried-and-true patterns in ways that are not for the better.

Not only is its empty message outdated and untimely, “L.A. Slasher” is unfunny as a comedy and not frightening as a horror film.

It would be unfair to single out any performance in particular as amateurish, since the acting across the board is uniformly terrible.

“Inner Demon” ... needs an adrenaline shot to its average midsection to pick up the pulse and give audiences a standout reason to sit up and take notice.