The beat just felt a little off, and I can’t say I think that’s going to change if I were to give Last Night in Soho a second chance to win me over in the future.

Night Teeth is Collateral with fangs by way of Stephenie Meyer and, surprisingly enough, I don’t mean any of that as a negative.

Halloween Kills knows how to jolt an audience into fits of giggly yelps of fright, and watching this iconic villain do his thing with such calmly calculated ferocity is oftentimes bone-chilling.

V/H/S/94 is a gruesomely disquieting good time. I loved it.

Dementia 13 remains an oddity, but if that’s the case it’s a supremely entertaining one.

“I wanted to make something entertaining, but a film that also resonates emotionally.”
– Ruth Platt

Martyrs Lane walks down its own unique moonlit path with imaginative determination.

There are things about Nia DaCosta’s Candyman that I will not talk about.

The Conjuring: The Devil Made Me Do It is a rather forgettable entry in the ever-expanding Conjuring universe and the only film featuring Ed and Lorraine Warren as the central characters I’ll never willingly choose to return to.