My issue with Suspiria is that it’s neither thrilling, nor scary, nor fun.
There’s a kernel of a decent film in The Party, but it’s scuttled by clumsily blatant attempts at satire.
We watch Bond movies to be transported to glossy locations and marvel at beautiful people, not to trudge through underlit apartment buildings in the depths of winter.
Boy Erased avoids the bombast and dramatisation that might be expected from its subject matter, instead opting for modest authenticity.
This film adeptly sidesteps the obvious dangers of either explaining or empathising with Dahmer … which, unfortunately, leaves it without much of a purpose.
The smartest decision behind Halloween 2018 is to treat it as a tribute rather than trying to equal Carpenter’s superlative work.
[CENSORED] is compiled from clips excised from films imported into Australia from the late ‘50s to the early ‘70s.