When you wake up in the middle of the night upset from a nightmare and you want someone to tell you that you’re safe and can go back to sleep but that isn’t available, Step Up movies are a fine substitute.
A grim, distressing film. More a manifestation of the experience of living with trauma than a regular story, but there is a lot happening and building to clue you in to what and why you are watching, and it really pays off.
Philip is stuck in a childlike state well into adulthood, his posture, his inability to control his emotions. The grimy house like the inside of his skull. Sean Harris’s performance is so good and committed. I love the…
Murder, synthesizers, celluloid, and gay porn.
A blue film producer copes with the overwhelming pain of loss by creating a pornographic simulacrum of the tragedies her crew is experiencing, which is funny and artsy and poetic.
I adored this. At its heart, a gorgeous, pulsing horror story about how painful love is.
Opening night film of Brooklyn Horror Film Fest. I had such a good time. Made me happy to be here.
Cruel and pointless. Just how I want it. I want it so bad. Feels like it’s been a bit since the last bleak and bloody mainstream horror release that wants to fuck you up but has some artistry to it. So I’m very excited by this. I love the shot composition. The performances really sell the horror, because I like and believe these regular people. And then... it’s so, so mean.
Christina Hendricks, I love you! Thank you for being…