Friday the 13th is the one that started them all, but that doesn’t necessarily make it any good, does it?
The film is more existential than mumblecore arthouse cinema, paring life down to the basics.
So bad it’s good, or so bad it’s mind-numbing? You decide.
You really have to wonder what exactly made the Friday the 13th series so wildly successful.
Friday the 13th Part 2 never aspires to be termite art.
There’s less memorable POV shots from the killer and more images from the perspective of the victims.
Femme Publique is a love letter to actors, who Andrzej Zulawski vividly admires for charging fearlessly into his material.
Mondo Video should be commended for their handsome presentation of one of Zulawski’s most lush, explosively romantic films.
George Wallace deserves a more substantial DVD treatment than this one.
Samuel L. Jackson has hit a rock bottom here that’s comparable only to Joan Crawford’s appearance in Trog.
Seven Pounds takes the notion of self-sacrifice and pushes it beyond an act of nobility into the realm of a last-chance suicide mission.
This handsomely packaged box set will please fans and cinema history buffs alike.
The film has a peculiar magic to it, and because of its pace the richness of its sense of detail often goes unnoticed.
This is the equivalent of a sexy McDonald’s ad where someone is munching on a Big Mac while drinking pink desert wine.
Give me the first Hellboy any day, but it’s always fun to see the new creatures del Toro comes up with for his netherworlds.
It’s good to see Nauman’s efforts, but when we go to the museum, sometimes we don’t want to be fed our response.
I suppose there’s some relief in wrapping up a series I thought wasn’t particularly great, for reasons I attempted to outline in each recap.
What should have been a gripping and informative documentary experience is made unwatchable with crappy stop-motion animation.
In my insistence in wanting to like the show, I’ve found myself trying to step outside the box a little.
Phantasm IV: Oblivion at times feels like an expensive, 35mm home movie made by some kids in their backyard.