Mainstream film tends to go right for the jugular. An action sequence or ten, a touch of sex, and a bulletproof resolution are the ingredients for a happy, theater-going American.
At Fantasia’s Canadian premiere of Gens’ The Divide, this post-apocalyptic character study was cheerfully introduced by Michael Biehn as “a dark motherfucker”.
When it was announced last year that Matt Reeves (a director only known for directing a barely seen late Nineties David Schwimmer bomb and a movie about a CGI monster who takes over New York
Ah, geez, I don’t really know where to begin here.
The subject of possession is one of the most heated and debated topics of our time.
Have you spent the past year wishing for a movie to come along that would make a perfect second half of a double-bill to go along with Skyline? Well, merry Christmas to you all, for The Darkest Hour has arrived.
Steven C. Miller’s Silent Night is a movie that both delights and disappoints.
If you’ve done your homework as a horror fan, accepting an invitation to a cabin in the middle of nowhere to catch up with some old friends is probably something you might think about turning down.