Reviews by hulkargh

David Lynch would probably have enjoyed the script of the pair Benson / Moorhead. Difficult to write on this very sensory film that could be likened to a long episode of "The Twilight Zone" to which it would have integrated some narrative Lynch codes. By successive keys as the story unfolds, we feel as oppressed, trapped by an anxiety atmosphere close to pure terror. Cause that's what Justin Benson and Aaron Moorhead have done brilliantly : make us feel the unspeakable and ultimately the fright, the real. With a lot of resources, some people make shit; with less budget, imagination and a bold note of intent, others make art.

Attention post-apo well Z. On the basis of a closed camera made of dialogues that a donkey would refuse to recite and situations of a delightful madness, Bruno Mattéi (sorry: Vincent Dawn) raises the Z to the rank of intellectual art because, frankly, it takes daring and nerve to make a z-movie so cult, funny and naughty, thanks to its repulsive rats, somehow manages to create fear. Or how to give birth, with rickety means but a totally overwhelming end, of a work willy-nilly unforgettable.

All the ingredients are there to make José Ramón Larraz's unappreciated "Vampyres" a feverish ode to the glory of the vampire movie version BIS: gloomy atmosphere, sublime vampire women (the brunette is to die for), sinister settings, music in tune, sublime vampire women, nudity without complex, nice gore scenes and enough striking for this time, sublime vampire women and ... sublime .. .(ok I'll stop!). It's like as the saying goes the cream of the cream of the European 70's bis, well above a Jean Rollin or a Jess Franco, with also few means but a staging that has nothing to envy the best movies of the Hammer (yes yes!).
With no doubt, to bring closer to the no less brilliant "The Red Lips" of Harry Kumel. The top of the top in short..

Nice little surprise that this nice DTV who deserved a release cine by us rather than the infamous anonymity and not always deserved, reserved for this kind of film. Quite original, well-conducted story that goes to the basics and a Bella Thorne amazing sobriety, briefly a fantastic B series unpretentious that rises above the average of the genre. I validate!

If "Midsommar" undeniably imposes itself as one of the most striking formal proposals of current horror cinema, its predictable script and narrative slowness (languor?) clearly draw it down and permanently prevent a second viewing. And then the reference to the cult "Wicker Man" Robin Hardy is so overwhelming ... (hope english translation is not too bad...)

Seen on theaters today.

Yes, it is the terrible slap that was expected while fearing of being disappointed.

Finally a blockbuster at once smart, thoughtful and colossal. We must go back to "Avatar" to find such a "cinephagic" pleasure, this type of rare joy that reconciles me with US blockbusters. Especially the multiple and funny references to the 80's (great time for men like me).

Finally, a brilliant film about the dangers of the enslavement of the masses by the technology, which uses this at the service of the story and not the other way around.

This good old Spielby, a little too quickly forgotten or even buried by the critics, kicks in the ass as well to his detractors as the bad movies of super-h(z)eros made in Marvel or DC Comics of these last years (except the successful "Logan") and other catastrophic derivatives without soul (fu.... Star Wars, the big dissapointment of this century).

At the age of 71 years, he goes forward, right ahead, and leaves behind him all the others.

What to do again after "Ready Player One"? Maybe wait for "Avatar 2"?

Steven still the best!