Sunday, 9 November 2025

Die My Love

Die My Love

Director ~ Lynne Ramsay

Writers ~ Enda Walsh, Lynne Ramsay, Alice Birch

2025 ~ United Kingdom, Canada, United States

Stars ~ Jennifer Lawrence, Robert Pattinson, Sissy Spacek

The title, packaging and trailer may mislead into expecting a noirish thriller, but it is not that. One of those films that equates mental illness with rebelliousness and romanticism. This means Jennifer Lawrence is always acting-up, crawling around on all fours like she’s auditioning for sexy ‘Cats’, or poking her tongue out at a mounted deer head and incapable of chewing gum or writing in a journal without it being in the most annoying manner. This is a character who can’t pass a piano alone without pressing a key, whose every social scene in public will be an embarrassment. It doesn’t help that a lot of the context is set at aggravating, to convey depression and assaulted senses, with a dog’s default as Constant Barking or Whining and the song choices leaning towards the twee, although the John Pine needledrop hits the mark.

Sissy Spacek serves as both unhinged by grief and then the sage of feminist empathy, although the inconsistency does fit with her belief that women experience phases of temporary madness. Pattinson must rage against the pretences, but he has no hope: the first images we see of the love of his life is her flopping to herself in an empty room and prowling with a knife on all fours from afar with passionate intent, so she is already coded as acting for herself. We don’t really get a sense of what’s at stake, just that she’s not right: we aren’t informed where we’ve come from and the temporal play doesn’t truly assist us with a starting point.

There is nothing to object to with Ramsay’s direction, dreamy and fragmented, slightly oblique, but it is arguably ill-fitting garb to the subject matter. Surely life experience relegates romanticising suffering to teenage inexperience. Reducing Jennifer Lawrence’s performance to constantly pointing to itself and mental illness to the vision of a forest fire offers no insight or help: we can fathom where this is going. These things are not romantic or poetic. 

Monday, 3 November 2025

FrightFest Halloween 2025

FrightFest Halloween 2024

 

Primate

Director ~ Johannes Roberts

Writers ~ Ernest Riera, Johannes Roberts

2025, USA

Stars ~ Johnny Sequoyah, Troy Kotsur, Jessica Alexander

 

Rabid simian versus privileged/uninteresting/obnoxious pretty young things. Fearing the audience isn’t one for a build-up, it starts by skipping ahead to its first kill, which is admittedly a good one for grabbing the attention. From there, we’re in a super-deluxe picturesque house on a cliff edge (why do they call for help? Who do they think will hear?) where the family keep a chimpanzee as a pet: unfortunately, sweet Ben gets rabies (the film even notes that Hawaii isn’t an area that gets rabies?) and goes on the rampage. It’s as if someone saw the more disturbing chimp sections in ‘NOPE’ and went, “oh! I have an idea!” (although there is a history of killer chimps from ‘Phenomena’ to ‘Link’). Good kills, nicely filmed and staged but distinctly standard fare. Its most impressive aspect is the performance of Miguel Torres Umba as Ben.

 

 

Deathgasm 2: Goremageddon

Writer + Director ~ Jason Howden

2025, New Zealand

Stars ~ Milo Cawthorne, Kimberley Crossman, James Joshua Blake

 

Crowd-funded and shot in Canada, this is the sequel to the 2015 original, which I remembered liking as being a sort of ‘Bill & Ted’ metal-horror funny crowd pleaser full of affectionate fun-making of the scene. This sequel is rude crude gory silly, occasionally amusing in its excess (the glory hole episode will likely be your test) but overlong, sometimes simply crass and more hit-and-miss.



Every Heavy Thing

Writer + Director ~ Mickey Reece

2025, USA

Stars ~ Josh Fadem, James Urbaniak, Barbara Crampton

 

Although opening with its weakest scene – bare breasts and vocal fry – there’s increasing intrigue, jazzed up with video effects and dream sequences that are integral. There’s a pleasing retro-futurist tone to these interjections. Josh Faden impresses as the “almost cool” Joe, an underachiever finding himself embroiled with serial killers and tech bro obsessions. There are women disappearing without a trace (even if there’s blood spray left behind?) and Joe isn’t feeling too good. The vibe is everyday living, which works well with the hint of Philip K. Dick-like “Failing Reality” and being caught up with another’s sociopathy, but there’s also a closing scattering of “that’ll do” that undermines any conclusion. A fascinating and ambitious near miss.

 

Dolly

Director ~ Rod Blackhurst

Writers ~ Rod Blackhurst, Brandon Weavil

2015, USA

Stars ~ Fabianne Therese, Russ Tiller, Michalina Scorzelli

 

Hitting that 16mm ‘70s Tobe Hooper and Wes Craven vibe hard, Blackhurst’s Don’t Go Off the Trail public service announcement is ugly and derivative in all the right places, making this a solid homage to those bareknuckle disturbing trendsetters. It introduces a formidable porcelain baby-faced monster, lots of ikkiness to do with her obsession with making a kidnapped woman her baby and some shock-gore that delivers exactly what it sets out to do. Fabianne Therese also makes for a better-than-average victim that must kick in her brutal survivalist mode to get out, as well as confront fears of monstrous motherhood.


 

Affection

Writer + Director ~ BT Meza

2025, USA

Stars ~ Jessica Rothe, Joseph Cross, Julianna Layne

 

The emotional and physical range of Jessica Rothe truly elevates what could have been a fun enough Who Am I? sci-fi thriller. She is scary in her confused state as well as warm and maternal as things evolve. Julianna Layne’s child performance is also above par, and Joseph Cross never gives up on the emotional motivations of his character. As a chamber piece of unravelling identities and revelations, the themes of gaslighting, mistrust, insurmountable grief and choosing what to care about again show that science-fiction can get to those nooks and crannies of the human condition that other genres can’t quite reach. It not adverse to plot holes and the other weaknesses, but it is fun, ambitious and full-blooded.

 

Posthouse

Director ~ Nikolas Red

Writers ~ Nikolas Red, Jericho Aguado, Kenneth Dagatan

2025, Philippines

Stars ~ Sid Lucero, Bea Binene, Andrea Del Rosario

 

The search to complete the first Filipino silent horror film and – of course – inadvertently unearth an ancient monster in the setting of an abandoned editing suite are winners, setting up strongly for the supernatural. Sid Lucero gives a fully rounded performance, torn between completing and owning his father’s legacy or his own future with editing commercials.  The supporting cast is mostly rudimentary, which leaves this chamber piece somewhat floundering. Despite its fascinating historical grounding, moments of creepiness and themes of an unshakable past (can you guess what the true ancient emerging monster is?), there is the sense of lost momentum and confused focus that leaves this an underachiever.

 

 

The Turkish Coffee Table

Director ~ Can Evrenol

2025, Turkey

Stars ~ Alper Kul, Algi, EkeÖzgür, Emre Yildirim

 

Remake of Caye Cassas’ dark farce original – one that goes into the “steel yourself!” pile when thinking of a rewatch – hitting most of the key beats of the original and therefore retains its shock, providing the darkest twist on cringe comedy. It was Turkish comedian Alper Kul that was integral to this being made. It is a little more blatant and changes the emphasis of the conclusion but nevertheless stands as a solid tracing.

 

 

Coyotes

Director ~ Colin Minihan

Writers ~ Tad Daggerhart, Daniel Meers and Nick Simon

2025, US

Stars ~ Justin Long, Mila Harris, Brittany Allen

 

Obnoxious, privileged characters must battle to survive attacks from bad weather, CGI coyotes and obnoxious direction. Despite Justin Long and Kate Bosworth knowing what they’re doing, plus a couple of genuinely amusing gags, there’s a lot of insufferable affectations and annoyance to get through, not least the most aggravating of teen daughter characters. Although the film drops cartoon character name cards (e.g. obnoxious direction) signalling we shouldn’t take it seriously, there’s also very little here to care about. Except maybe how CG the coyotes look. And yeah, it’s all about family, as if that’s justification.

 

 

Mag Mag

Director ~ Yuriyan Retriever

Writer ~ Eisuke Naitô

2025, Japan

Stars ~ Mai Fukagawa, Ôshirô Ma, Sara Minami

 

The opening of the first victim being killed by the ghost whilst pissing all over his friends should have been a clue. Then what follows is the pleasant comfort of J-horror tropes, looking like it will be a series of ‘The Grudge’ style vignettes (there’s even a knowing cameo by ‘Grudge’ director Takeshi Shimizu), and perhaps you are wondering how it will fill out its runtime this way; but then it takes a somewhat leftfield turn into hysteria, perhaps parody (the exorcism), heads off in its merry whim, skipping ahead of the audience, but ends up knowing exactly what it is doing. A revenge curse ghost – Mag Mag herself is pleasingly creepy – turns into a deeper tale of weaponizing various iterations of “love”, from obsessive crushes, abusive, to an innocent child. The chapter narrative means you never quite know where it will be heading and just when you think you do, it ups the stakes. Quite the rollercoaster oddity that delivers the long-haired ghost goods whilst also shaking up the genre to see what else is possible: art love, musical numbers, surrealism, body horror, a note on the corrosive power of loneliness, etc.

 


Thursday, 30 October 2025

The Lost Bus

 

The Lost Bus

Director ~ Paul Greengrass

Writers ~ Brad Ingelsby, Paul Greengrass, Lizzie Johnson

2025, US

Stars ~ Matthew McConaughey, America Ferrera, Yul Vazquez

 

It’s 2018 in Paradise, California, and a horrific fire is about to decimate the city and surroundings. Based on the true story of Kevin McKay, a school bus driver who heroically must negotiated the fire to deliver 22 kids to safety.

Although an impressive enough effects showcase – drones flying through a fire convincing enough to make you think the cast must have been broiled for their efforts, even if AI/CGI – the character dilemma is so rote and cliché, the daddy issues so contrived, that even if this based on a real person, the drama never feels less than a movie construct. This surely does the real people a disservice with the film barely giving character to the kids, the very thing at stake, and skirting around lives lost. Even McKay’s apparent input doesn’t give it any grit. And you can debate that the teacher Mary Ludwig (America Ferrara) is just as much a hero.

It feels like two movies working parallel here: one is the saccharine adventure promoting one man’s heroism against unimaginable odds; the other an almost documentary-like rundown of teams trying to figure out how to respond; both directed by renowned shaky-cam expert Paul Greengrass. One benefits from straightforwardness; the other weighed down by movie melodrama, the kind that points at its own routine bid for emotional content. One feels true; one feels like entertainment TV movie of the week. It never feels like a cohesive tribute.