Reviewing is not doing PR work.
Claqueta Ácida was born in the darkest corners of movie theaters as an antidote to Hollywood's uniform marketing campaigns and the condescending conformism of festivals. We are not paid to applaud, we don't swap stars for appetizers, and we owe nothing to any studio.
We firmly believe in the viewer's right to receive an honest diagnosis. We dissect movies and series with irony, cynicism, and a narrative scalpel that isn't afraid to cut to the chase. If a work is corporate garbage, we will say it loud. If it's a misunderstood masterpiece, we will defend it with the same intellectual venom.
🧪 The Acidity Scale
Our ratings are not arbitrary. They are based on a highly scientific algorithm that measures the quantity of antacids our team needs to consume after surviving a screening:
Total Annihilation
The movie actively damages neurons. The script insults intelligence, and the actors seem like the director's hostages.
Tolerable Mediocrity
Passable cinema. Doesn't cause rashes but doesn't spark any enthusiasm either. Typical billboard filler.
Cult Gems
Finally something worthy! High quality, visually and narratively daring works that temporarily soothe our cynicism.
✍️ Our Signatures
We sign with two pen names and we both write about everything, although when there is blood on screen the review is usually Odin's. Our oldest reviews carry other newsroom signatures we no longer use. How we work →
Odin Lagbert
Elitist cinephile, insufferable academic and the house horror expert: from giallo and Hammer to New French Extremity. He writes about everything, but when there is blood on screen the review is his. Deeply despises popcorn.
Lúa Ácida
She writes about everything and sees almost every new release: theatrical, series, blockbusters and debuts. She judges each film by what it does to the body and forgives nothing to cinema that is only marketing.
