I can’t say this Evil Dead will be as revered or as influential as its predecessor, but that doesn’t mean it isn’t without merit. Alvarez proves to be a horror filmmaker with passion, energy, style and vision, taking the Raimi/Campbell/Tapert concept into twisted new territory while at the same time paying just homage to the original trilogy at the exact same time.

Texas Chainsaw 3D isn’t just a bad movie, considering the potential evident during the first third and showcased during the final scene it’s also a disappointing one, the first wide release of 2013 a sad reminder that some wells just shouldn’t be returned to.

While steps in the right direction are made with Breaking Dawn – Part II, it’s much too little and far too late, and this saga of undead romance is as laughably soapy now as it was when Meyer’s first book initially hit the bestseller list.

The Bay is a disgustingly suspenseful yarn that got under my skin, and I kept shivering long after I left the theatre.

At its heart Sinister is a tragedy of a man inadvertently attempting to fall on a sword of his own welding, making the final moments more poignantly heartrending then I anticipated.

Burton’s Frankenweenie a Monstrously Delightful Resurrection Frankenweenie isn’t so much an extended version of director Tim Burton’s famed 1984 short film of the same name as it is a reinvention of it. Taking the idea of the original (young boy loses his dog in a tragic accident only to bring him back to life Mary […]

While V/H/S is a wildly uneven ride, for those willing to take a seat on the rollercoaster the hypnotic horrors found within are undeniably worthy of discovery.

“I have made six horror movies in seven years. Pretty soon it’s going to start to feel repetitive. But it’s a great genre to experiment in as a filmmaker. You can pretty much do anything. That sense of freedom is inspirational.”
– Ti West

Early on House at the End of the Street had me intrigued. By the midsection I was completely captivated by it. But by the end? By that point I was ready to throw things at the screen and howl my disapproval at how wildly off the rails this Hitchcockian enterprise in suspense and terror had suddenly become.