Writer-director Jacob Gentry’s film has the emotional fatuousness of uncertain softcore erotica.
Ti West has bitten off more of a premise than his classically modest barebones approach to horror movies can presently chew.
This Blu-ray disc’s disappointing sound mix is still not enough to detract from the film’s gleeful mumblecore-assaulting pleasures.
The Police Officer’s Wife had easily the most walkouts of any film I saw at the festival.
You’re Next brazenly merges the home-invasion thriller with the dysfunctional family dramedy.
Amy Seimetz’s intoxicating slice of genre revisionism earns its “neo” prefix, envisioning a brightly sinister world where desperation is the new normal.
A general principle of fiction, and in particular of horror stories, is that believable characters ought to act rationally.
As a horror movie that feels more like a mumblecore drama that a serial killer passes through, it’s deaf to its own
The audience must suffer through an hour of deadening exposition before Victor hacks away at his first human face.
A film like this that wears its homages proudly—and wears them this well—is something to be celebrated.
Th film forgoes campy self-awareness in favor of reverential faithfulness.
I hate having to give anything connected with this film passing marks, but the transfer is solid.
It commences with an homage to ’70s-era exploitation films, but its tale of cancerous modern technology is pure present-day.