Best movies of 2018
We dissect the cinema of 2018. Here is our top ranking from best to worst based strictly on our editorial autopsies.
Ari Aster burst onto the horror scene with a devastating, gut-wrenching thesis on inherited grief, maternal madness, and the demon Paimon—because nothing says "family bonding" like ritual decapitations and ancestral curses.
Yorgos Lanthimos turns Queen Anne’s palace into a luxury insane asylum. Emma Stone, Olivia Colman, and Rachel Weisz dance a minuet with daggers. 9.0/10. 💀
S. Craig Zahler delivers a monumental, nihilistic neo-noir heist thriller—corrupt cops, bone-dry violence, and nearly three hours of unrelenting suspense.
Pascal Laugier returns with a suffocating, unsettling, and razor-sharp hall of mirrors about mental escapism, violence, and the scars of childhood abuse.
*Mandy: Hell on Celluloid or How Cosmatos Turned a Garage Budget into a Psychedelic Nightmare*
(2018)Panos Cosmatos delivers a visual orgy of revenge, acid, and chainsaws that makes Tarantino look like an altar boy. There’s no redemption here—just charred flesh and demonic synthesizers.
Nicolas Cage embarks on a blood-soaked rampage in this psychedelic revenge fever dream.
Lars von Trier drags us into the heart of darkness with *The House That Jack Built*. Can we survive the bloodbath and madness—or will we beg for an intermission from hell?
An acidic critique of Lee Chang-dong's masterpiece, where suspense is brewed amidst coffee smoke and uncomfortable silences.
Gaspar Noé turns a dancer’s rave into a 95-minute lysergic hellscape. Sweat, blood, and a single take so dizzying it’ll make your skull spin. Masterpiece or carnival sideshow?
A pop star’s rise to fame in *Vox Lux: The Price of Fame*. But at what cost?
James Wan produces, Corin Hardy directs, and the demon Valak repeats ad nauseam. Soulless industrial horror that reeks of sanctity... but the kind that’s gone stale.
