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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.
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Neil Marshall drags us into a pit of claustrophobia, blood, and monsters that look like amateurs next to human horror. Pure, uncut claustrophobia.
Kim Ki-duk tears through Korea with *The Island*: a visual poem of violence, silence, and love that hurts more than a thousand razor blades. 9.0 out of sheer exquisite suffering.
*A Journey into the Abyss of Hate. A devastating critique of the film that drags us into the depths of racism and violence in a fractured California.*
David Lynch turns fatherhood into an industrial nightmare of viscous textures and drowned screams in 89 minutes of pure analog body-horror. Art or cinematic miscarriage? We dissect it here.
Hitchcock turns birds into winged assassins in this ornithological nightmare. Masterpiece or feathered panic? Claqueta Ácida dissects the chaos.
Richard Donner delivers a horror classic with more fangs than a vampire at a clearance sale. Damien Thorn: the most evil kid since cinema discovered that evil smells like sulfur and cheap hair gel.
Dario Argento turns horror into a psychedelic light show drenched in gore. Claqueta Ácida dissects his masterpiece: *art or a technicolor nightmare?*
Max cracks the secret code behind the stock market in this 1998 fever-dream of a film—where math and madness collide like a Molotov cocktail in a petri dish.
Stanley Kubrick dissects marriage like a corpse on an autopsy table: with a silver scalpel, candlelight, and a Tom Cruise more lost than a vampire in an IKEA. 159 minutes of icy hypnosis.
A scathing review of Kubrick’s masterpiece, where ultraviolence meets 60s fashion in a twisted pas de deux.
A ruthless dissection of the 1998 film that will keep you on the edge of your seat—if the edge of your seat were a death trap.
Darren Aronofsky turns addiction into a grotesque ballet of sweat, pixels, and shattered souls. A masterpiece that hurts more than heroin withdrawal.
Stanley Kubrick dismantles the noir genre with a heist that reeks of gasoline and betrayal. 83 minutes of surgical precision, actors sweating ambition, and an ending that tastes like ashes. A masterpiece or a cold stylistic exercise? We dissect it here.
A scathing review of *The Exorcist*, the horror classic with a razor-sharp edge.
A scathing, sarcastic deep-dive into *Jaws* (1975), Steven Spielberg’s masterclass in turning a malfunctioning shark puppet into the most terrifying villain in cinema history.
Clint Eastwood bids farewell to cinema with an urban western that’s a hymn to loneliness and redemption—if by "hymn" you mean a raspy growl from a man who’d rather spit on your shoes than sing you a lullaby.
A scathing yet oddly affectionate roast of *Nebraska*, Alexander Payne’s black-and-white ode to delusional dreams and Midwestern despair.
Iranian director Marjane Satrapi takes us on an odyssey of self-discovery and rebellion in a chiaroscuro world.
