Man, I had such high hopes for The Colony. Sure, my feelings of hope were coloured a bit by a set visit a year ago that went comically awry.
Geneticist Geoff Burton relocates to Dresden, Germany to work on groundbreaking new project, a human regenerative gene.
I hesitate to write anything more than a vague review because this is the type of film that is best seen without knowing anything about it.
Time is a fluid thing in the atmospheric Haunter, but it's set mainly in 1985. It's the day before Lisa's 16th birthday. It has been for a while.
Class warfare comes perversely home in Cheap Thrills, a fiendish, fierce, and funny morality tale about the true value of money. It's absolutely convincing, even though it shouldn't be.
Stoker is what you've come to expect from Park Chan-wook: A twisted tale of familial obsession, sexual repression, buried histories, and, in the loosest and grimmest sense, self-liberation.
If David Lynch and David Cronenberg teamed up with Werner Herzog early in their careers and made a movie together, it would have been Calvin Reeder's The Rambler.
Shamelessly shallow, Sacha Gervasi's brisk romantic trifle Hitchcock starts with a kernel of truth and blows it up into a bucketful of popcorn entertainment, albeit of the arthouse variety.
Crave is the feature debut of Charles de Lauzirika, a man best (un)known for directing/producing DVD special features. So what, you say? Sew buttons on a dead hobo's suit!
When it was announced that Barry Levinson was going to be having a film as part of the TIFF Midnight Madness slate, and that it would be a found footage horror piece about infected water, I admit I