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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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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.
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Lanthimos turns trauma into grand guignol opera with Farrell, Kidman, and a Barry Keoghan who stares into your soul like a rusted scalpel. Chamber cinema hurtling toward horror at a glacial pace.
*Gaspar Noé gifts us 97 minutes of visual torture in *Irreversible*: dizzying long takes, violence that hurts, and an ending that redeems nothing. Art or sadism? You decide (but we already know the answer).*
In 1988, John Carpenter handed us a shattered mirror of alienating consumerism. Today, it’s a meme with legs—but its acid still burns hotter than a Monopoly bill on Wall Street.
Park Chan-wook distills Korean venom in this revenge masterpiece: 15 years of imprisonment, a hammer, and a live octopus. Art or nightmare? You decide.
John Carpenter turned $300,000 and a guy in a William Shatner mask into the slasher that redefined horror. Claqueta Ácida dissects its cheap genius.
George A. Romero raised the dead in 1968 with bargain-bin corpses, syrup blood, and a script that chewed the American Dream down to the bone. 🧟♀️🔥
Dario Argento turns the opera house into a gothic slaughterhouse where the color red isn’t makeup—it’s a lifestyle. Masterpiece or self-parody? Claqueta Ácida dissects this macabre circus with surgical precision.
Yorgos Lanthimos turns love into a bureaucratic nightmare. Colin Farrell and Rachel Weisz shine in this dystopian satire that stings, amuses, and suffocates in equal measure.
A scathing review of the 1986 Spanish film that dissects the darkness of the human soul—without anesthesia.
Tod Browning gifts us a freak show where the real monstrosity is human morality. 64 minutes of macabre genius that MGM tried to bury six feet under.
A suffocating and uncomfortable chamber psychological thriller where Elliot Page and Patrick Wilson play cat and mouse in one of the best debut films of the 2000s.
David Cronenberg delivers a masterpiece of body horror that transforms Jeff Goldblum into an insect with a human soul. Revolting, poetic, and profoundly heartbreaking.
Álex de la Iglesia turns the Apocalypse into an orgy of gore, black humor, and punk metal. Art or sacrilege? Acid Claquette decides.
Buñuel and Dalí eviscerate surrealism in 16 minutes of blood-soaked celluloid. Masterpiece or Freudian nightmare with a razor? Here’s the acidic verdict.
The Boarding School (1969), a film that revives terror within the walls of a girls' boarding school—where repression and sadism dance a waltz in crinoline
Tobe Hooper turned $140,000 and an abandoned slaughterhouse into hell on Earth. Claqueta Ácida dissects this horror classic with a chainsaw, pitch-black humor, and a devotion to bloodstained celluloid.
Monty Python drives a dagger into religious sanctimony with a comedy so razor-sharp it still stings 45 years later. Blasphemy or brilliance? You decide (but we already know the answer).
John Carpenter delivers a Lovecraftian nightmare with Sam Neill teetering on the edge of the abyss. A masterpiece of cosmic horror or a self-parody with literary pretensions? Here’s the autopsy.
