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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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A biting review of Pooka Lives! that acknowledges its hits but points out its lack of spark in an era saturated with creepypastas.
Leigh Whannell directs a sequel that tries to be more than just a Blumhouse product, but the result is a ghost thriller stuck halfway between art and the cash register.
An acidic critique of Valerie Buhagiar's unsettling yet predictable effort, where rural horror remains in the shadows.
A scathing critique that dissects the cosmic horror of Event Horizon with erudition and biting sarcasm.
An acidic review of 'Maniac' (2012), a slasher attempt that barely scratches the surface of horror.
A French woman with a knife and style: feminist thriller or gratuitous exercise in cruelty? Coralie Fargeat’s debut feature splits opinions sharper than an axe through a skull.
A low‑budget zombie apocalypse that works in bursts and bores elsewhere. Byers does what he can with 84 minutes and almost no money.
A teenage nightmare where bullying reeks of rotting flesh and revenge tastes like fresh blood. Gothic thriller with more grease than a slaughterhouse.
A mutant parasite hijacks four misfortunates in a roadside gas station. 82 minutes of cheap but pulsating creature feature. It's not The Thing, but it hits hard.
Mel Gibson and a mysterious girl in a rural thriller that reeks of rancid testosterone and a script scribbled on a bar napkin. Raja Collins delivers a debut that doesn’t scare, but also doesn’t bore. Is it worth it? Almost.
A biting review of 'Trick or Treat', where the horror atmosphere stays on the surface and talent dissolves into clichés.
85 minutes of Argentine Gothic atmosphere that promises more than it delivers. Bastian Noir dissects this horror ritual with a scalpel and sarcasm.
Stuart Ortiz delivers a B-movie found footage flick with more ambition than budget. Is it worth it? Only if you enjoy horror that smells like a poorly ventilated garage.
Danny Boyle and Alex Garland attempt to resurrect post-apocalyptic terror with an iPhone 15 Pro Max. Spoiler: it doesn’t work.
Pedro Martín Calero delivers an Argentine supernatural thriller that promises the moon and hands you an eternal sigh. Ester Expósito shines, but the script loses itself in its own labyrinth of tears.
Eight directors, one cursed format, and a script that reads like it was scribbled on a bar napkin. Art or accident? Silvia Mordaz dissects it with a scalpel and acid.
Damien Leone resurrects Art the Clown with more blood, fewer ideas, and a budget that reeks of gas-station pizza. Cult classic or celluloid vomit?
Richard Kelly sold us a $4 million puzzle that he himself didn't know how to solve. Jake Gyllenhaal shines, but the script drowns in its own ambition. Cult classic by accident.
