What would happen if you were “reborn” as your ideal self? Ahead of its time, John Frankenheimer’s SECONDS (1966) gives a frightening answer to this question.
Del Toro gorges his artistic appetite from all possible angles, but makes the strongest, most human elements secondary to all the visual candy.
Ana Lily Amirpour weaves universes out of pop culture. Her second film, THE BAD BATCH (2016), is her fantasy of America in the 80’s: a post-apocalyptic, skater culture soaked in drugs and glam. It’s lecherous and carnivorous, lonely and outcast from the promised Eden of the 60’s. But with a touch of John Hughes.
As horror premises go, Flatliners is as classical as Frankenstein.
You don’t need a PhD to follow the story. You just have to pay attention.
Billed as a sci-fi/horror film, Life (2017, dir. Daniel Espinosa) is more accurately a semi-lame thriller based on the familiar sci-fi trope of contamination by an alien species.
Distanced from Astron-6’s darkly funny aesthetic, it becomes just another genre flick defined by its borrowed parts.
It’s a conundrum, but a consistently approachable one.
Perhaps it’s not fair to expect, but I wish this film had scared the crap out of me like its 1979 ancestor did. Still, it does accomplish what it set out to do — to explain the origins of the Xenomorph.
It’s Lord of the Flies with suits and ties.