The dearth of extras make this release feel like a missed opportunity.
Be them morphine sellers, pot distributors, or even moonshine runners, the party has to stop some time.
The film caters to two of the most basic, primal fantasies of hetero adolescent males: slaying a dragon and bedding Angelina Jolie.
Gans’s Silent Hill is as creepy and fun as the director’s Hollywood calling card, Brotherhood of the Wolf.
Despite its often-overwhelming nonsensicality, there’s ultimately something irresistibly fiendish about Silent Hill.
Rules of Attraction is less a film than a queasy collection of vignettes that both mourn and mock teen anomie.