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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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«Dante Sangre dissects V/H/S/Mixtape, an autopsy of the analog format as a cultural trench against contemporary tyrannical digital surveillance.»
Ben Affleck directs a claustrophobic thriller where money cannot buy freedom, only the absolute certainty of failure.
Odin Lagbert dissects Takashi Miike's Audition: a surgical treatise where horror doesn't reside in the needle, but in male complicity.
Jesse McKeown delivers a tale of geographic isolation disguised as a sea monster that barely manages to stay afloat in Under the Surface.
Diego Velasco delivers in The Whistler an exercise where resource scarcity lays bare the seams of the modern thriller.
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Anthony Mackie leads this post-apocalyptic mess where the monsters are more predictable than the script. The end of the world? No, just the end of common sense.
Wes Craven unleashes terror’s most stylish monster: Freddy Krueger, the wet dream of the American nightmare. 91 minutes of fresh meat and razor-sharp metaphors.
Almodóvar turns holiday grief into an intimate, visually stunning, and emotionally raw drama. Bárbara Lennie shines, but the script stumbles in the third act. 8/10.
Dr. Rose Cotter confronts her past in this horror flick that’ll leave you grinning—through sheer terror
A deep dive into the darkness of parenthood and the suffocating weight of guilt
A scathing, cinematic vivisection of Exhuma—a descent into mystery and the kind of unknown that leaves you smelling like a haunted crypt
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.
Claqueta Ácida’s most scathing takedown of Darren Aronofsky’s *Mother!*. A genius masterpiece or a pretentious mess? Spoiler: It’s both—like a Michelin-starred dumpster fire.
Vincent Gallo gifts us 90 minutes of excruciating silence, endless shots, and a real-life blowjob no one asked for. Art or autopsy?
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A merciless dissection of 'Mind Power,' a body-horror gem that gnaws at your sanity
Mike Flanagan turns Poe’s tale into a gothic soap opera with more skeletons in the closet than in the basement. Masterpiece or luxury telenovela? Claqueta Ácida dissects this feast of guilt, money, and rot.
*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).*
Martijn Smits turns animal activism into a Dutch slasher so clumsy even the pigs are embarrassed. Blood, bad conscience, and worse dialogue—welcome to the abattoir of cinema.
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.
Jan Komasa locks a violent young man in the basement of a family determined to “rehabilitate” him. Stephen Graham, Andrea Riseborough and Anson Boon carry a neo-gothic fable as unsettling as it is uneven.
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.
Brendan Gleeson tries to salvage a script that reeks of mothballs and a pace slower than a Mercedes stuck in '90s traffic.
