Every incident in the film is a time-biding maneuver, completely and unimaginatively untethered from logic.
A full realization of the very worst fears one could imagine when James Wan unexpectedly emerged from the torture-porn murk with its original, spiritedly directed predecessor.
The significant boost to the film’s image and sound quality alone makes an upgrade to Criterion’s Blu-ray a must.
Part of the reason I’m drunk on Black Sawn while still struggling to identify its taste has something to do with the film’s hallucination-filled narrative.
For all the misappropriated hatred spewed about the film back in 1988, it follows the Gospels with diligence and faith.
A flawed but intimate DVD presentation for Australia’s critically acclaimed Lantana.