posted by Jonny Numb
When repetition is the name of the game – and your film isn’t Run Lola Run – it’s not an encouraging sign.
We get some ghost-vomit, sure, but it’s contextual ghost-vomit.
It’s Lord of the Flies with suits and ties.
The original may not be the best, but it remains the most cinematic of the series.
With A Cure for Wellness, Verbinski goes all out in an epic-length exploration of madness and the macabre.
Almost unbearably bleak, Dead Ringers is an endurance test – just not in the way most Cronenberg faithful will expect.
The Monster never goes far enough in its themes and character arcs to land with any real impact.
For fuck’s sake, even I don’t know what I’m talking about.
Even with expectations properly tempered to the low expectations of the January dumping ground, Blood Wars still comes off as an immense disappointment.
Remember those creepy PSAs for radon that aired in the late ’80s? That’s what I Am Not a Serial Killer most resembles.
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