A “tree doctor,” his wife, and their infant son move to a remote cabin in Ireland where their mere trampling on the land is enough to unleash unspeakable demons. Black goo rains from the ceiling, neighbors add menace, strange figures surround the baby, and the family dog...let’s not go there. …
Forty years and numerous sequels and/or reboots have passed, and there’s not a moment in any of them to rival the slow thrust of steadicam butterflies at play in John Carpenter’s original. The well-ordered stalking and resultant butchery of a pair of morbidly obsessed fanboy and fangirl public radio podcasters …
A spectacular opening: a circuitous single-take which travels, a little unsteadily, up the walkway of a modest Middle American home, all the way around the side of the building, through the kitchen door, briefly into the cutlery drawer where a hand reaches in from offscreen to select a fearsome butcher …
A spectacular opening: a circuitous single-take which travels, a little unsteadily, up the walkway of a modest Middle American home, all the way around the side of the building, through the kitchen door, briefly into the cutlery drawer where a hand reaches in from offscreen to select a fearsome butcher …
The masked mass murderer is back (after sitting out number three), but Jamie Lee Curtis isn't. In fact Jamie Lee Curtis seems to have passed away, leaving a daughter named Jamie to be imperilled instead. An unworthy homage, this, to the erstwhile Scream Queen -- and it didn't have to …
Michael Myers - he's back! Again! For revenge! But this time...he's a GIRL! No, just kidding. He's still a guy.
Jamie Lee Curtis returns for the last time as Laurie Strode, who faces off for the last time against the embodiment of evil, Michael Myers, in a final confrontation.
Jamie Lee Curtis returns for the last time as Laurie Strode, who faces off for the last time against the embodiment of evil, Michael Myers, in a final confrontation.
Seventh entry in the holiday horror series, although the third had nothing to do with the intermittent killing sprees of Michael Myers. The whole idea of a resumption is so tiresome beforehand that the thing could easily be ignored if not for some idle curiosity over the return of Jamie …
The sequel picks up immediately where its predecessor left off, or actually backtracks a few minutes for a brief refresher. Jamie Lee Curtis has plainly aged a bit since the "boogey man" went over the balcony (three years, to be exact), but that's understandable after the sort of night she's …
No, the boogeyman is not back again, but in his place is a small army of suit-and-tie types who look like door-to-door Jehovah's Witnesses but have the strength of The Incredible Hulk and make use of it to mete out the most gruesome deaths imaginable. For much of the way, …
No, the boogeyman is not back again, but in his place is a small army of suit-and-tie types who look like door-to-door Jehovah's Witnesses but have the strength of The Incredible Hulk and make use of it to mete out the most gruesome deaths imaginable. For much of the way, …
The scariest part of the film was the Miramax logo and the bad memories it stirred. What really kills? A director of David Gordon Green’s (George Washington, Snow Angels, Manglehorn) stature hitching his star to a formulaic “thing that refuses to die” comic book celebration of splatter. (That’s Green’s voice …
Forty years and numerous sequels and/or reboots have passed, and there’s not a moment in any of them to rival the slow thrust of steadicam butterflies at play in John Carpenter’s original. The well-ordered stalking and resultant butchery of a pair of morbidly obsessed fanboy and fangirl public radio podcasters …