The Invisible Man is next-level stuff that signifies his arrival as a talented storyteller who has an innate ability to take seemingly tired concepts and ideas and make them feel original and contemporary.

Pet Sematary II is nuts.

Brahms: The Boy II is a lazy sequel.

The Lodge is powerfully haunting stuff, things building to a climactic turn of events that are as shocking as they are in some ways equally warranted.

The final third is a massive disaster that’s bewildering in its narrative ineptitude, and as I sat there in the theatre I was dumbfounded how those involved with Fantasy Island thought any of this was a going to play even reasonably well with a paying audience.

VFW is a cracking thriller, its pulse-pounding theatrics making this an agreeably bruising good time I loved every single gosh darn blood-soaked second of.

There is nothing subtle about Mon Mon Mon Monsters!.

Gretel & Hansel is not the fairy tale you know.

Based on the way The Turning ends, I’m not so sure there’s very much of James left to be discussed and dissected.