Panico neither caters to newcomers to Argento’s work nor preaches to the converted.
Guillermo del Toro’s horror anthology exudes an alluring air of mystery, rough around the edges but coursing with energy.
The film is marked by wild flashes of invention, all born of painstaking craft and devotion.
Del Toro’s heart beats louder when he allows himself to play, dreaming his own dreams and respecting his heroes enough to sully them.
This is a sleeker-looking vehicle that’s eager to be scary but not comfortable being ugly.
Guillermo del Toro’s gothic romance receives a significant packaging upgrade from Arrow Video.
Guillermo del Toro is a profoundly gifted formalist with a uniquely perverse obsession with the binaries that separate us as human beings.
The impudent, unruly streak that so often gives Guillermo del Toro’s films their pulse has been airbrushed away.
The Shape of Water’s setting yields an inherent coldness that Guillermo del Toro must work to overcome.
Trollhunters blends the tropes associated with Guillermo del Toro with the anonymous tics of generic fantasy.
This set provides an awesome cornucopia of detail and beauty—enough to honor the fastidiousness of del Toro’s exacting art.
Del Toro’s most thematically ambitious fantasy looks better than ever on Criterion’s Blu-ray.
Del Toro’s lavish, tragic romance is his most personal film to date, and this gorgeous Blu-ray reflects its exacting perfectionism.
It offers a CliffsNotes encapsulation of Edgar Allen Poe’s most enduring works for viewers unacquainted with them.
Jump scares, sexy vampires, popular villains, and bloodshed, especially if related to a centuries-old text, are good for business.
The film is Guillermo del Toro’s fussiest, most compartmentalized construction, filled with the most powerful sense of repression and delusion.
Most affecting in its depiction of friendship, and the performances represent platonic male intimacy in convincing, often moving ways.
The Strain knows it’s a fantasy, and embraces poetic hyperbole in an aesthetic fashion similar to the more sophisticated Hannibal.
A once-precious franchise’s weakest installment, which forgets these adventures’ magic was never conjured by bells and whistles.
Review: Guillermo del Toro’s Cabinet of Curiosities: My Notebooks, Collections, and Other Obsessions
Throughout, Del Toro’s book obliterates repugnant notions of “high art” and “low art.”