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  • Gemini
  • Gone with the Wind
  • Blue Velvet
  • Upstream Color

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  • The Orphanage


  • Hellraiser


  • Prince of Darkness


  • In the Mouth of Madness


Recent reviews

  • The Orphanage

    The Orphanage


    ''Everything around you is beginning to fade. Darkness is forming a circle around you, and it's closing in on you. Everything is fading. We're no longer here. Now you're alone in the darkness, and the darkness begins to disappear.''

    In many ways The Orphanage feels like an early prototype for the 'grief is the real horror' A24 horror style, though it incorporates its thematic content far more effectively than those more recent efforts.

    The film feels very literary, steeped in…

  • Hellraiser



    ''I don't know what they promised you. Knowledge? Love? I sought pleasure. But all they have to give is pain. It's a trick. All of it.''

    Misses the point of Hellraiser so completely that it doesn't even have that 'bad adaptation' effect where I hate it just because it's wrong.

    The cenobites that can speak are now trickster monkeys-paw genies. The ones that can't speak (chatterer) are now just monsters that chase and bite our protagonists. They're all overdesigned and kind…

Popular reviews

  • The Neighbors' Window

    The Neighbors' Window

    This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.

    ''You're not the only one who misses being twenty.''

    All it takes to rekindle your dying relationship is watching your sexy, infertile neighbour die painfully from terminal cancer.

    I guess some people do have it harder than an upper middle-class New York stay at home mum with three lovely kids and a loving husband who's always around and has a lucrative career as a record producer. Who knew?

    Also, who the hell misses being twenty?!

  • The Blood of a Poet

    The Blood of a Poet


    ''is it not crazy to wake up statues so suddenly from their secular sleep?''

    The black angel with a limp.
    Living Statues.
    Hotel Rooms.
    The dead body and the cheater.

    Pure aesthetics.
    Playful entertainment.

    A half-sleeping odyssey through a field of imagery that's self-consciously devoid of deep meaning; the subconscious deliberately suppressed.

    Structurally biographical, but stripped of all depth that would tie it exclusively to Cocteau, The Blood of a Poet is a shallow but universal treatise…