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We interview filmmaker Paco Plaza without filters in Valladolid after he received the Honorary PUFA. We review his career, his ghosts, and the hidden history of his cinema.
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«Ben Affleck directs a claustrophobic thriller where money cannot buy freedom, only the absolute certainty of failure.»
Jesse McKeown delivers a tale of geographic isolation disguised as a sea monster that barely manages to stay afloat in Under the Surface.
Odin Lagbert dissects Takashi Miike's Audition: a surgical treatise where horror doesn't reside in the needle, but in male complicity.
Diego Velasco delivers in The Whistler an exercise where resource scarcity lays bare the seams of the modern thriller.
Discover the release of Beware Boiúna in theaters and streaming.
Discover the release of Street Fighter in theaters and streaming.
Eli Roth tries to resurrect the slasher with a Thanksgiving-themed killer, but ends up serving a cold, reheated dish. 107 minutes of unfulfilled promises.
Damien Leone spews his love for '80s gore in 19 minutes of psychopathic clownery. Genius or puke? Claqueta Ácida dissects the embryo of Art the Clown.
Steve Lawson serves up a low-budget terror feast with more salt than scares. Folk horror for microwave fans: fast, cheap, and leaves the same aftertaste.
Fercks Castellani gifts us a canned end-of-the-world special: four walls, five actors, and a savior who reeks of a bargain-bin sermon. Art? Not even on Judgment Day.
David Serrano turns Christmas into an emotional landfill. Santa Claus doesn’t exist, but the real tragedy is that this movie does. 🎄🔥
Paul Thomas Anderson gifts us a nostalgic trip to '73 that reeks of gasoline, teenage sweat, and missed opportunities. A masterpiece or just a self-indulgent wank?
Paul Thomas Anderson adapts *Vineland* and gifts us 162 minutes of pretension masquerading as profundity. DiCaprio and Penn shine, but the script drowns them. 🎬🔥
Ridley Scott turns Napoleon’s life into a cardboard spectacle with Joaquin Phoenix playing a carnival sideshow attraction. History for dummies.
An acidic critique of Peter Jackson's film that will leave you wanting more... or not
Hugh Jackman dons the tunic one last time—or so the title claims. Redemption or just an autopsy of a myth that’s been rotting on the vine?
A scathing deep-dive into the film that plunges into the darkest corners of the human psyche, only to resurface with demons that haunt us via a festival of clichés and a script so desperate it might as well be a cry for help.
A scathing review of Yeo Siew Hua’s Incantation, a 6-minute descent into darkness that lingers like a curse
Javier Attridge turns the Chilote myth into a college term paper with delusions of cosmic horror. Spoiler: the only monster here is mediocrity.
A podcast host moves in with her ailing mother and uncovers cursed tapes. Spoiler: the real horror is the script.
A lonely teen uncovers her family’s dark ties to witchcraft in this 2021 indie darling—if ‘darling’ means ‘a hot mess with delusions of grandeur.’
Simón Mesa Soto delivers an unsettling masterpiece about poetry, aging, and failure. Painfully beautiful. 9.0/10.
A folk thriller drenched in intoxicating atmosphere and solid performances, yet it lingers awkwardly between the poetic and the predictable. Drew Hancock makes a stylish debut—just don’t expect a revolution.
A pop star’s rise to fame in *Vox Lux: The Price of Fame*. But at what cost?
