Both authentic and reverent of the genre’s greatest hits, Night Caller is as gleefully distasteful as the films that inspired it.
Despite some shortcomings, Initiation, particularly in the wake of #MeToo, should be applauded for tackling these issues with gravity.
A highly enjoyable, atmospheric thriller that unfortunately tails off into a mere breeze instead of building into the raging, frenzied tempest it could have been.
Roger Spottiswoode’s Terror Train is an effective comment on social order, teaching that trust in our hierarchy is a dangerous assumption.
Offering the same taut suspense as its predecessor, there is much to enjoy in this terrific exercise in nerve-wrecking tension.
Masterfully blends suspense with breakneck violence to produce what is perhaps one of the best teen slashers of the 21st century.
Beautifully filmed, with a bleak karmic mantra that makes for a frequently intense viewing experience.
For a first-time feature, Cub is a multi-faceted approach that proves too ambitious, let down by incomplete narrative.
Coming from a confused premise, Killer Mermaids is an empty affair that lacks subplot and character arc.
With its retro-sleaze appeal and synth score, it perfectly emulates the gritty atmospheres of exploitation shockers such as Maniac.
A ludicrous blending of musical comedy with slasher flick that sets itself up as an over-the-top, camp romp, but sadly never quite nails it.
Tries to pass itself off as self-aware, but in the end it is, disappointingly, a rather vacuous and plodding mess.
The body count is huge, the dialogue abysmal, the story perfunctory at best, yet the enthusiasm ensures it's never tiresome.
Incredibly fun with some fantastic gore, but falls just short of its own expectations.
A classic in its own unique way, embraced now for 30 years by those who savour off-beat films that foil expectations.
Wants to be a comedic horror film with hidden depths, but the horror is scarce and the humour largely average.
Lacklustre, featuring little by way of horror or indeed comedy, relying on thinly spread visual gags over real thought.
A stalk-and-slash film with very little stalking or slashing, little happens until the inevitably contrived conclusion.
The central story is drowned in subplot after subplot, red herrings running amok to the point of frustration.