I want to play a game.
The rules are simple. Before you sits a television, the seven Saw movies and a timer set to 666 minutes.
Watch all seven movies before the timer runs out; fail, and you’ll be subject to the most gratuitous, elaborate torture devices our team of underpaid Hollywood screenwriters can come up with.
For better or worse, Jigsaw is just another Saw sequel.
Over at Junkee, I dig deep into the health of the Australian horror industry and Australian opinions on the horror industry.
Across his filmography, Flanagan’ strives for something more insidious than the reptilian-brain jolts favoured by mainstream horror – something truly horrific; something that has you questioning your very own eyes.
Happy Death Day is a welcome example of refreshingly unpretentious B-movie filmmaking from Blumhouse.
“Gothic, Giallo, Gore: Masters of Italian Horror” centres primarily around three directors with a legitimate claim to the title of master: Dario Argento, Mario Bava and Lucio Fulci.
There’s never going to be a version of It as terrifying as the novel I read when I was 12. But the new adaptation does well to channel the unnerving spirit of King’s novel.
Annabelle Creation is nothing particularly original, sure, but neither was The Conjuring. What it does deliver is judiciously-executed scares and a pervasive atmosphere of dread.
Dunkirk is the final act of a horror film… but as a full-length movie.
It Comes at Night unnerves its audience through its destabilising insistence on avoiding explanation.
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