V/H/S/94 is a gruesomely disquieting good time. I loved it.
Masquerade pulls off this final act of subterfuge just well enough I do believe some will come away suitably shocked and impressed, and maybe that’s enough for this one to warrant a mild recommendation.
scape Room: Tournament of Champions isn’t exactly victorious, but it doesn’t lose the game, either.
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.
Black Widow isn’t Marvel at its best, but it is still good enough to entertain. Maybe that’s enough.
Dench is the Six Minutes to Midnight’s not-so-secret weapon.
The Night has power, its unyieldingly disquieting unease a beauteous descent into a pitch-black psychological abyss from which there may be no escape.
Alone is crackerjack white-knuckle entertainment, and personally I cannot wait to see it again.
While undeniably a product of its time (and limited budget), Dream Demon is still a fascinating gem of a suspense flick, Arrow doing a stupendous job in bringing this title to Blu-ray.