Satan Hates You is self-conscious trash with occasional bite.
Phantasm IV: Oblivion at times feels like an expensive, 35mm home movie made by some kids in their backyard.
This one was made for the fans, and they’ll delight in the latest surreal battle against the Tall Man.
Phantasm remains a hallucinogenic horror classic, and this seems to be the definitive DVD treatment.
Phantasm’s big scares work because they seemingly continue to emerge from a writer’s feverish subconscious.
Don Coscarelli outdoes the humor of John Hughes in what feels like a more honest version of the gleeful sadism in Home Alone.
Anchor Bay went all out on making Phantasm III look great, and skimped on the extras (for anybody who cares).