Slasher films come and slasher films go. It has been a while since there has been a really good slasher film of note. The Town That Dreaded Sundown promised so much when it was first announced, a clever take on an age old horror film premise, a Scream for the 2010s sadly the film doesn't quite live up to the expectations.
Being a doctor must be a great job, you get to meet lots of people, well paid, nice car, the respect of your community and the sense of well being from actually having a job that gives back must make you feel really good. It is a hard job, one that requires years of training and dedication, not everyone is up to the job. Many fail, so you would think that as part of their training there would be a little course on how to pick where you practice medicine.
Any doctor who is making the move from burnt out city doctor to that of the cozy local Gp in a quiet little village should be made aware of the inherent dangers and downright stupidity of taking on one of these posts. Be it killer mutant spiders, crazy wild animals running amok, or even some long buried deadly disease you know your life as the Gp is not going to be easy. The doctor in Deep in the Darkness, not only has to contend with some rather odd and creepy residents, he also has to deal with a dark and deadly threat from the dark age and the dark part of the wood.
Somewhat of a curiosity this, on the one hand it is a supposedly factual and horrific tale of two body snatchers in the Edinburgh of 1827, on the other hand it's a bawdy romp making light of the legend of murderous resurrection-men Burke and Hare.
I have seen a lot of horror movies which fall into the 'so bad they are good' category, but 'Dead Kansas' isn't one of them, it just seemed to have been made as a labour of love, with the best of intentions and yet missed the mark in many ways.
There are times when I wish I listened to what my mother used to say. She would always tell me If I had nothing good to say then I shouldn't say anything at all. So it's a good thing she hasn't got internet access, otherwise I would be getting a slap around the ear for what I am about to say. Hooked Up is one of the worst horror films I have had the displeasure of watching in many a long month. It is the sort of film that made me stop watching horror films for almost two years.
If there is one thing that Britain does well, it has to be the low key, thoughtful and emotionally packed horror film. Films not borne from a massive Hollywood budget, but ones born from a passion a need to make films. Curse of The Witching Tree is one of those films.
Mr Mandalor (Alan McKenzie) makes horror movies, or to be more accurate horror movies which are so bad that they are unintentionally funny such as 'Rabid Babies from Outer Space'. Mr Gelstein (Scott Cranwill) of 'Gorrific Pictures' is a producer/distributor who is tired of Mandalor bringing him such dreadful films and tells him not to bother unless he can produce something actually horrific.
With the best of intentions and minimum capability Mandalor attempts to make another movie, ably assisted by his Igor-voiced cinematographer Rodney (Dan Baker-Moor: The Jogger). Things start off badly as an actress does a remarkably poor job of acting out her lines, so bad that Mandalor loses his temper and beats her to death with a telescope. His moment of madness continues with him instructing his cameraman Rodney to keep rolling, and his dim-witted mono-browed undertaker's assistant and lead actor Gustave (Kris Scoran) to do everything written in the script, only this time for real, on the corpse of the actress. Amid much maniacal laughing from Mandalor everyone keeps working on what is a truly revolting scene.
A Good Marriage is exactly that, it's a good marriage of a good story adapted into a good screenplay with good acting from a good cast making a film which is simply just… Good. Taken by the author from the story of the same name in Stephen King's collection 'Full Dark – No Stars' this movie steers away from his more familiar offerings of killer clowns, demon vehicles and apocalyptic nightmares toward a much gentler and more natural horror such as he has given us before with the likes of 'Dolores Claiborne' and 'Misery'.
Kevin Doherty via magic toaster productions presents a very short film a little over 23 minutes, and to be completely honest when almost 5 minutes is taken up by the intro I wasn't really expecting much from the rest of it. This is a highly minimalist film, there are five off-camera voices on either radio or telephone conversations, and only two actors whom you actually see and one of those you only see fleetingly. This means that almost the entire focus of the film is on Dan Baker-Moor as Mr Bennett the titular jogger.
Featuring Betty Marshall, Ernest Rhoades, James Peterson and Sarah Catherine Lewis this documentary chronicles a three-year span in the life of independent filmmaker Kelly Hughes.
Kelly Hughes was making what can best be described as 'trashy' movies, Heart-Attack Theatre premiered in 1991 on Seattle's public access TV and soon developed quite a following. Hughes wanted to make disaster movies but lacked the funding enjoyed by even the smallest studio, and so was creating his movies in his spare time, with limited equipment but plenty of enthusiasm.