Guillermo del Toro’s ambitious adaptation of William Lindsay Gresham’s 1946 novel Nightmare Alley might be the most visually stunning motion picture I’ve seen this year. If only I felt the same about the film’s emotional components.
Werewolves Within is likely going to make my 2021 top ten list. It’s great.
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.
“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.
For Kurosawa, Wife of a Spy is proof the director renowned in the late 1990s and throughout the 2000s as a modern master of horror hasn’t lost an ounce of his creative acumen.
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.
The Night House grabbed me by the throat and slowly squeezed.
Old says something about life that’s as profound as it is frightening, the nebulous, beauteously unfathomable peculiarities a human life is born to navigate from first breath to last ambitiously displayed in all their monstrous ambiguity.