Many favorites, as well as a small handful of films that I don't care for... in no particular order (1960-2014).
You Are Who You Eat
Upon receiving reports of missing persons at Fort Spencer, a remote Army outpost on the Western frontier, Capt. John Boyd investigates. After arriving at his new post, Boyd and his regiment aid a wounded frontiersman who recounts a horrifying tale of a wagon train murdered by its supposed guide -- a vicious U.S. Army colonel gone rogue. Fearing the worst, the regiment heads out into the wilderness to verify the gruesome claims
Cannibals in the snow. No it's not Game of Thrones or the tasty Hannibal, it's Ravenous and it's extremely delicious. Yummy steak! Reassignment. Principal Rooney. Peace pipe. Snow the precipitation not the washed-up rapper. Playing dead. Deputy Dewey before Scream 3. Begbie takes a bath. Dum Dum Dugan. Shortcut. Meat is meat. Search party. Begbie's goggles. Billy Sole's great great grandfather. Bourbon cures everything. Going all Hannibal Lecter on a motherfucker. Scary cave. George's badass bow and arrow. Spooked. Extra bones. Extreme digging. Tomahawk chop. Begbie yell. Pursuit. Free fallin'. Begbie giggle. Leap of faith. Proper grave. How much wood could Deputy Dewey chop if Deputy Dewey could chop wood? Skippin' rocks like The Kid. Teepee. Gone way too fuckin'…
Part of Lise and Jonnie’s Horror-o-Thon 2014
When I was ten, my parents took me on a trip to Disneyland. After that, we drove from Anaheim to visit my uncle in Reno. Like many tourists travelling route 80 through the High Sierras, we made a short detour to visit Donner Pass. Being a Canadian kid, the story of the Donner expedition wasn’t in my history books. I remember reading a plaque, and a photo taken of my dad chomping on my mom’s arm. I’m sure there’ve been countless numbers of similar photos since.
Little did I know that my father would turn into a blood thirsty zombie.
This film is a warning. Heed it. If travelling from Anaheim to Reno, take the 15 east to Las Vegas, then the 95 north to Reno. Your family will thank you.
Well this was a welcome surprise. With the tragic death last year of Antonia Bird I felt the time was right to venture into her "Western" about cannibals. Starring one of her favorites, Mr Robert Carlyle, she doesn't mess about when it comes to the gore.
When Guy Pearce's Captain Boyd is sent to a remote Fort in the Californian Sierra Nevada mountains, little did he know what horrors awaited him. A film that has an almost comedic approach to it's horror aspect and a top notch performance by Carlyle, this did make me chuckle more than once. From the brilliant premise to Bird's full-on immersion in a story that has been mined from real life wilderness stories of the…
Antonia Bird's "Ravenous," a tale of cannibalism in the 19th century, would have made a strong horror film had it not been for some darkly comic touches that dull its horrific qualities. As it stands, however, the film is a solid Western thriller with some shifts in tone that lighten its mood.
Following a US Army Captain, played by Guy Pearce, who has been stationed in a remote California outpost, the film is gruesome and engrossing look at what happens when a stranger, with tales of cannibalism, happens upon the outpost. The stranger, of course, is not who he seems.
The narrative is compelling and moves quickly, keeping the audience engaged with nicely crafted bits of tension. The film is…
How the hell had I not heard of this movie before? A late 1800s pseudo-zombie cannibal movie with a fantastic cast and lots of blood and guts? Hell yeah.
Guy Pearce and Robert Carlysle are both amazing in the lead roles and keeping the whole film small, in really only two locations, was brilliant. It made it very claustrophobic even though you were outside for a good chunk of the film.
Kind of a silly, crazy movie, but a heck of a lot of fun.
Antonia Bird's Ravenous is a film that's fairly original and one that had great potential. The problem is it never quite lives up to that potential. The premise is a good one, but after an impressive setup it becomes a monotonous and often boring horror film that's more disappointing than bad.
Guy Pearce stars as Capt. John Boyd. A man who's act of cowardice during the Mexican-American war has landed him at a desolate military outpost in California's Sierra Nevada mountains. Not long after he arrives and meets the rag-tag group of soldiers that reside there a wounded man arrives at their doorstep. His name is F.W. Colqhoun (Robert Carlyle) and he has a story to tell that involves desperate…
A movie about one thing for it's whole running time: you have to eat, which means something has to die. We're all both eaters and eatable and if you poke at the wall between the two, you can draw some interesting and unexpected connections.
This is one of my favorite genre-bending flicks. It's a horror, but has comedic elements. I think it took them forever to make this because of directors dropping out.
Najavili su ga kao biser koji je prosao ispod radara ali ipak nije tako. Zanimljiva ideja o kanibalizmu kao prenosnoj bolesti sa odlicnim glumcima vodjenim losim rediteljem. Skolski primer kako ne treba praviti muziku za film.
Well... this was unexpected. The dark humor, bizarre score, and supporting performances more than make up for the thoroughly unlikable protagonist.
A horror-western with a truly weird score whose instrumentation is unorthodox and time signature is evasive, it's no surprise that this didn't exactly make a mint at the box office. And yet, it seemed like every even half-hearted horror fan I knew saw it. I was even able to drag my brother to it. Maybe they were sick of the post-Scream TV-actor second wave of slasher movies?
Tanked and tanked bad, but it always seemed like what few people who saw this movie liked it a lot. The most unfriendly thing I ever heard about this movie is that it's "a vampire movie in cannibal drag" from cannibal-movie purists.
As a cold, moody horror-western, it's exceptional for most of its…
"He was LICKING ME!"
A ramshackle, darkly humorous little production with a collection of odd performances, a cheeky score and a surprisingly subversive critique of American values. An excellent candidate for the B-movie Canon.
I don't remember the last time I saw a film with a score that excited me so much. Completely weird John-Carpenter drones-by-way-of-mostly-acoustical-instruments. It takes this pretty good (if not particularly exciting) horror movie to a whole other level. B
This is hands-down one of my FAVORITE insanely black comedies. I like to throw it on if I have a big cooking project on, like slow-smoking ribs or making a long-simmer stew.
The Appalachian-flavor soundtrack, bizarre performances (especially Robert Carlyle, who could make doing laundry watchable), a wonderfully twisted premise, and the Donner party flavor (HA!) of the premise... there's nothing not to like about this film.
It's the best romp about cannibalism this side of Cannibals: The Musical and it plays it all with a straight face, all while knowing how bizarrely hilarious it is. I saw it in the theater and have loved it ever since.
***EDIT (March 30, 2014)***
Wow! I never would have expected that I'd get anywhere close to 100 likes on this…
Peeping Tom, Night of the Hunter and a whole host of older films were ignored or given bad reviews upon…