love the mixture here of Tobe Hooper-esque grimy southern exploitation films and 70s tourist trap pictures. there was a period from the early to mid 2000s in which all those studio horror films were working with dumb, fun high concepts like this (also: Jeepers Creepers, Thirteen Ghosts, Ghost Ship) and I really miss having those kinds of films to stumble upon playing on tv at 3am.
David Gordon Green continues to demonstrate why he's the wrong filmmaker to be spearheading a reboot of Halloween. his ideas as they are on paper are interesting but they're stifled by Gordon Green being too much of a John Carpenter fan to really allow them to be fully realized so instead the result is a thematically muddled and frustrating reworking of leftover concepts from the sequels (H4's lynch mob angle is central here and is updated to function as a…
"Your home belongs to the bank, your gas tank is lining the pockets of those who had more to do with 9/11 than the country your brother just died fighting in, and you’re told the economy is in high gear even though your paycheck is buying less and less. But what you just saw in the cage was unambiguous. One person hit another, and the other fell. Nothing about it lied to you."
A document of the rise and slow,…
Isn't it disheartening that Abel Ferrara makes a furious, thematically potent and well crafted revenge picture in Ms. 45 and is generally left undervalued but this self-impressed, half-hearted, disgustingly pedestrian stan twitter piece of burning garbage is somehow embraced and heralded as a powerful, incredible and overdue feminist uprooting of rape culture. how did anyone praising this for it's supposed righteousness not feel like a hypocritical scumbag saying that about a film in which a character trying to prevent the…