It’s been a fantastic tournament, full of twists and surprises, and enlivened by some stunning performances, including a few from some unlikely candidates. Here’s my team of the tournament, playing in an attack-minded 4-2-1-3 set-up.
‘They fuck you up, your mum and dad,’ runs Philip Larkin’s famous poem. It’s a concept that runs central to Hereditary, the debut feature from writer-director Ari Aster, which has been racking up an unusual level of plaudits for a horror film over the past few weeks. Critics have been lining up to breathlessly declare it the scariest film of the year. But despite an intriguing first act and a reliably ominous atmosphere, this creepy but ultimately derivative film doesn’t quite stick the landing. Continue reading “Hereditary – review”
My review of My Friend Dahmer can be found at Small Screen.
My review of The Breadwinner can be found at Small Screen.
My review of The Strangers: Prey at Night can be found at Small Screen.
A Quiet Place, the ingenious and effective new chiller from John Krasinski (best known for his role as Jim in the American version of The Office), lets you know from the start that it is not playing around. A title card announces that we are day 89 into some unknown crisis. A group of ragged survivors scavenge a deserted supermarket in complete silence, moving cautiously, voices not even rising to a whisper. Stress is etched into their faces, but what has them so alarmed? An ill-timed outburst of noise and, with a sudden, shocking eruption of ferocious violence, we have our answer: it’s fair to say that A Quiet Place shows its teeth early. Continue reading “A Quiet Place – review”
My review of Ghost Stories can be found at Small Screen.
My review of Annihilation can be found at Small Screen.
My review of Black Panther can be found at Ink.