Orrin Grey is a skeleton who likes monsters, as well as the author of several books about same.
A surprisingly amiable film that answers the question: What if we took two Sherlock Holmes/Hercule Poirot type mastermind characters who always have everything figured out, set them at odds, and let them orbit one another until they basically fell in love?
Watched for review.
This contemporary take on the "spend the night in a wax museum" plot is more "torture porn" than is my preference, and fails to stick its delivery, especially in the climax. But its weird form of found footage accentuates the uncanny setting and elevates the proceedings beyond the rather disappointing sum of their parts.
Something I appreciate about Peele’s filmography to date is how each feature in it samples from a different aspect of horror royalty, while still maintaining a consistent style. This is his Steven Spielberg movie.
Also, Michael Wincott recites lyrics to the novelty song "Purple People Eater," so five stars.