Interview With The Vampire: The Vampire Chronicles (1994)

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The ‘90s were a decade of self-conscious irony, but this wonderfully silly homoerotic vampire film is one of the few pieces of true camp from the era. Brad Pitt stars as a brooding nightwalker whom we are supposed to sympathize with, despite the fact that he was a slave owner in his previous life and turns into a mopey jackass once he crosses over. Continue reading “Interview With The Vampire: The Vampire Chronicles (1994)”

Halloween 4: The Return Of Michael Myers (1988)

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This good-enough Halloween iteration is competent as far as slasher sequels go, but completely lacking in the directorial flair and craftsmanship of the first two entries (as well as the absolutely confounding absurdity which I love, but many hate, about Halloween III). Continue reading “Halloween 4: The Return Of Michael Myers (1988)”

The Void (2016)

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A seemingly straight-forward premise is given unexpected and often downright bizarre  treatment in this gory, gooey horror movie. The Void is heavily indebted to the genre classics of John Carpenter; the set-up, reminiscent of Assault on Precinct 13, finds a group of people taking refuge in a rural hospital from a mysterious group of white-hooded, knife-wielding maniacs. In execution, however, The Void has more in common with the gruesome body horror of Carpenter’s The Thing, including a litany of deformed monstrosities, exploding heads, and disgustingly effective practical effects. Continue reading “The Void (2016)”

The Texas Chainsaw Massacre 2 (1986)

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The most glaring critique of The Texas Chainsaw Massacre 2 is that it’s not only beneath the caliber of the first film, but the very kind of horror movie The Texas Chainsaw Massacre exposed as mainstream garbage. While Tobe Hooper’s original was a terrifying low-fi grindhouse masterpiece, the follow-up, even at its best, is goofy and campy. Continue reading “The Texas Chainsaw Massacre 2 (1986)”

Arena (1989)

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Arena is an awesome idea told with the iffy-at-best execution you’d expect from B-movie factory Empire Pictures. The set-up is a perfect genre elevator pitch: Bloodsport set on a spaceship, featuring a brutal fighting tournament between alien species (not dissimilar from Mortal Kombat, though this came several years earlier). We follow Steve Armstrong (Paul Satterfield), the first human in many years to compete in the dangerous (and very crooked) event. Continue reading “Arena (1989)”