THE ANGRY BLACK GIRL AND HER MONSTER [SXSW]

By Martin Unsworth

Young Vicaria (Laya DeLeon Hayes) has been surrounded by death since she was young. Her mother, as was her brother, was taken from her due to the gangs in her neighbourhood. Immensely intelligent, she sees death as a disease rather than a natural part of existence. This causes problems with her school but doesn’t deter her from conducting some extracurricular activities. Hidden in an abandoned, condemned building, her experiments to revive her brother come to fruition.

Bomani J. Story’s debut feature is a bold reworking of Frankenstein, brought up to date but still packing the same powerful themes of playing god and revenge as Vicaria gets inadvertently mixed up with the local gang who are supplying her father (The Walking Dead’s Chad L. Coleman) with drugs. Vicaria isn’t a hero here. Her actions cause more mayhem and murder but she’s still a very sympathetic character – more so than the titular doctor in the novel. Hayes is fantastic in this lead role, showing a magnificent range and getting the viewer on board despite her actions.

Writer/director Story also highlights social issues, including the inherent racism in the school system and the black experience in general. A major factor is also in the title: anger and the difficulty of controlling it, and what makes a monster. The film is an emotional roller coaster; amongst the horror (which gets incredibly gory – the effects being particularly impressive) there’s real heart at the centre of the tale.

As an updating of Mary Shelley’s tale, The Angry Black Girl and the Monster is one of the best we’ve seen for a while.

The Angry Black Girl and the Monster screened at SXSW and will be released later this year.

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65

By Jack Bottomley

You just don’t see enough dinosaurs nowadays, especially scary ones. The Jurassic World franchise lately has been the sole provider of major cinema dino-tainment (and curiously killer locusts too), but 65 brings our favourite reptilian rulers (besides the royal family – if you believe those shouty angry YouTube videos) back to the big screen release schedule in ferocious form, with a gun-toting Kylo Ren to boot. Lovely stuff!

From A Quiet Place writers Scott Beck and Bryan Woods, who this time step behind the camera, 65 is an original feature (yes, those still exist) produced by Sam Raimi, that sees Adam Driver play pilot Mills, who crash lands on an uncharted planet, and he must battle the dinosaur creatures that rule this world in order to stay alive, and keep the only other survivor, in young girl Koa (Ariana Greenblatt), safe.

By now many of you know the reveal, the trailers and virtually every bit of marketing about this film have revelled in why this is called 65. Though, for the benefit of those who don’t know, we’ll remain tight-lipped, and really the promotion should have too, because it was clear to us early on that this element should have been saved for the cinema, as it is delivered as early twist. So, anyone out there lucky enough to have not seen the trailer, will likely get that bit more out of this.

65 has all the potential in the world and you might call it Interstellar meets Jurassic World, but this genre-spliced offering put us more in mind of Howard McCain’s 2008 Jim Caviezel caper Outlander. And we mean that in a flattering way. Is it perfect? absolutely not. But my word is it nice to see this kind of B-Movie mash on this kind of scale and on the silver screen again. And while tropes are not re-invented here, this sprightly 93-minute film delivered on its promises.

Both the ever reliable Adam Driver and his young co-star Ariana Greenblatt are fantastic, in this tight, to the point, survivalist, story, with a script trimmed of fat, excellent special effects (way bigger fare has looked ten times worse on quadruple the budget) and thunderous bang for buck show opposite some quieter moments of human heart.

The reviews have been velociraptor-like but we’re not sure what people were expecting. It is Adam Driver vs. fierce dinosaurs in a dangerous land. Life changing? Probably not. But fun? You bet your scaly backside! Grab a popcorn, a drink, and walk with some dinosaurs. 

MOTHER SUPERIOR [FrightFest Glasgow 2023]

Mother Superior

By Martin Unsworth

When a Baroness (Inge Maux) is found dead, her nurse Sigrum (Isabella Händler) is brought in to be interrogated. Told in flashback from her interrogation, we see Sigrum take her position at the side of the Baroness, who’s suffering from Parkinson’s disease, but with an ulterior motive: to find out where she came from. Adopted as a child, she is convinced the Baroness knew the truth about her parents.

A striking tale of female empowerment and repression, Mother Superior feels like a Gothic folk horror tale set against a backdrop of Nazi politics and mystic dealings. Writer/director Marie Alice Wolfszahn and cinematographer Gabriel Krajanek give the film the feel of the early German expressionist classics, most notably in the intricately designed, evocative opening credits. She blends genres throughout and fits a lot into the brief running time. The three main characters (which includes a gardener/helper played by Jochen Nickel) hold particular roles in the household and within the Baroness’ life, but Sigrum’s loyalty and covert mission are almost derailed by a journalist friend who wants a scoop on the old lady’s past.

The building tension and descent into the occult make Mother Superior a mesmerising watch. It’s packed with stunning visuals and climaxes with a chilling fourth-wall-breaking stare. Wolfszahn’s feature debut is, even including the völkisch elements, fiercely feminist and is so beautifully filmed that it’s impossible not to be drawn into the dark tale.

THE WHALE

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By Beth McMillan

The Whale is an emotionally turbulent and gut-wrenching tale of grief, mental health, and the complex relationships we have with those we love. The film stars Brendan Fraser as Charlie, a morbidly obese man who is trying to reconnect with his estranged daughter.

The film navigates these difficult topics with sensitivity and grace, never resorting to emotional manipulation or sentimentality, however, it falls short of capturing the full breadth of the story that might have been told. Commentary on religion, eating disorders, and the power of human connection vie for the viewer’s attention, yet none of these themes is fully explored to their conclusion.

Director Darren Aronofsky offers an honest and authentic portrait of a man struggling to come to terms with his past and move forward, but he does so seemingly without knowing what message Charlie’s story is supposed to impart to the viewer and what the film is trying to say.

Fraser delivers a standout performance as Charlie, conveying a wide range of emotions with subtlety and nuance. His physical performance, capturing the limitations of Charlie’s bulk, brings a sense of vulnerability and humanity to a character that could easily have become a caricature. However, the supporting cast (including Samantha Morton as Charlie’s former partner and Sadie Sink as his teenage daughter), while delivering strong performances, is held back by the writing in some scenes, which viewers might find to be melodramatic and far-fetched as real-life interactions.

The film is visually clever; cinematographer Matthew Libatique uses colour and lighting to convey atmosphere, with the muted tones and subtle lighting creating a sense of intimacy and introspection. The setting invokes a feeling of claustrophobia and entrapment for the viewer since the entire film takes place in Charlie’s small apartment.

Overall, The Whale is an intricately crafted film that captures the essence of the human spirit. The poignant portrayal of Charlie’s struggle is a testament to the talents of the cast and crew.

The Whale is available to rent on digital. 

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SCREAM VI

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By Joel Harley

Ghostface takes Manhattan in the latest entry of the revitalised Scream franchise. Reborn with 2022’s Scream ‘requel,’ the series heads outside of its usual stomping ground, taking the survivors of that film to the Big Apple. Ghostface too.

Together with twins Mindy (Jasmin Savoy Brown) and Chad (Mason Gooding), sisters Sam (Melissa Barrera) and Tara (Jenna Ortega) have relocated to New York, where the three youngsters are studying at college and trying to recover from their trauma. Less so Sam, who finds herself troubled by her Woodsboro experience – and the wave of conspiracy theorists (thanks, Reddit) insisting that she was responsible for the massacre. Naturally, it isn’t long before the cycle starts all over again.

Directors Tyler Gillett and Matt Bettinelli-Olpin are keen to establish an ‘anything goes’ vibe to the film, from its subverted opening sequence (hi, Samara Weaving) to the inner city setting. In her big Randy Meeks monologue, Mindy continues to insist that the rulebook has been torn up – now we’re in the thick of franchise-dom, no-one is safe.

But, for all of the film’s loud protestations, it sticks quite strictly to the Scream sequel playbook – returning legacy characters (Courteney Cox’s Gale Weathers; Hayden Panettiere reprising her Scream 4 role), red herrings layered upon red herrings, a convoluted motive, and plenty of menacing phone calls. Mindy goes out of her way to insist that this is nothing like Scream 2… but it’s a lot like Scream 2.

As if to distract from how formulaic this all is, the directors throw their all into the film’s Ghostface sequences, making the most of the setting. Whether it’s terrorising a crowded bodega or stalking the core four on a packed subway, Ghostface is at his (or her!) most relentless here. Whether anything really goes is debatable, but Ghostface is certainly capable of popping up anywhere, at any time.

The level of violence, too, has been upped, making Scream VI the bloodiest, most brutal film in the franchise so far. Sidney Prescott (Neve Campbell) should be relieved that she sat this one out – absent due to a pay dispute, and hand-waved away in a lame excuse from a hit-and-miss script. In its newcomers (Jack Champion, Liana Liberato, Devyn Nekoda) the series finds its most disposable Ghostface fodder to date – worrying too much about them as potential Ghostfaces to make anyone care about them as characters.

In relocating the action to the big city, Scream VI finds a renewed sense of ferocity and inspiration – but struggles to stay one step ahead of the viewer. It’s a brutal, often shocking attempt at subverting the franchise, but is only about half as clever and unpredictable as it thinks it is. Anything goes, but only to an extent.

Scream VI is in cinemas from March 10th.

 

MY INNER DEMON: A GERALDSON TALE

By Martin Unsworth

Following the release of his 2019 film Murder Box, director Gerald Varga fell into a depression. In the following years, Varga, his roommate and best friend all disappeared, with some scraps of video footage being the only thing that remains to give any idea of what happened. We see the disintegration of Varga’s mind and his friendship as he attempts to teach people how to master the found footage subgenre and make the most of your poverty row filmmaking.

While Murder Box had a clearer narrative, My Inner Demon has a more scattershot approach. It brings us closer to the characters behind the film, with Varga’s skin cancer treatment being a regular topic. It feels like you’re watching a cathartic experiment from the director, who slips in and out of his psychotic ‘horror comedian’ character Gerald Gerald Geraldson with great ease. While it’s still mounted in the realms of fantasy, it feels like there are many home truths and soul-searching on display here.

Taking the viewer behind the tropes of the found footage style is a neat way to introduce some really chilling elements, and it’s not hard to warm to the bickering pair who appear to be nearing the end of their friendship.

Low-budget filmmaking isn’t easy; generally, the audience that can and will tolerate the pitfalls and limitations that come along with it is pretty small. We must celebrate the likes of Varga, who recognise these restrictions and give structure to their story around them rather than pretend they don’t exist. My Inner Demon works as both a found footage film and video therapy session, with added grimness to keep the horror hounds on board.

 

CREED III

creed III

By Joel Harley

In Jonathan Majors, the Creed era of a mighty franchise finds its first great antagonist. Not since 1985’s Rocky IV has either hero faced a contender worthy of their talents. Sure, there was Tommy Gunn in 1990, but that one was hateable for the wrong reasons altogether. Not even the prospect of a Drago (Creed II‘s Viktor, played by Florian Munteanu) could liven up the franchise’s recent run of forgettable wannabes.

And then Damian ‘Dame’ Anderson (Majors) appears, a blast from Adonis Creed’s (Michael B. Jordan) past, with scores to settle and high hopes for a shot at the title.

Creed III finds Donnie happily retired, settled with his wife Bianca (Tessa Thompson) and daughter Amara (Mila Davis-Kent). With the return of Dame, Donnie is forced to reckon with sins past, and his own guilt at leaving a once beloved friend in the lurch. Driven by his own torment – and some fairly obvious on Dame’s part – Donnie is manipulated into giving Damian a shot at the title.

To address the lack of elephant in the room, Sylvester Stallone’s Rocky sits this one out entirely, allowing star – and director – Michael B. Jordan to step out from beneath the Italian Stallion’s shadow. On the strength of Creed III, he isn’t missed (no disrespect – his story was wrapped up satisfactorily in Creed II).

After two films focusing on Adonis the fighter, this entry explores the man as a father, son, husband and brother. It’s the Rocky V of Creed films, with Damian serving as Donnie’s meaner, more ruthless mirror. Where all of this is headed is clear (and Damian’s abrupt heel-turn is well telegraphed), but never anything less than compelling – a story of masculinity, buried trauma, and the lengths men will go to in order to not talk about their problems.

Jordan continues to make the series his own with the most stylistic fight sequences to date. The action is propulsive, bone-crunching, and always enthralling – every punch-packing true emotional heft. Here, Adonis Creed strides into the spotlight, delivering the spin-off trilogy its most powerful entry to date.    

Creed III is out in UK cinemas now

PROJECT WOLF HUNTING

Project Wolf Hunting

By Martin Unsworth

Some of the worst criminals ever are being shipped from the Philippines to South Korea, but, despite the high security, a breakout is planned. Once the inmates are loose, they attempt to seize control of the ship. What they encounter, however, is much more terrifying and violent than any of the convicts could ever be.

Written and directed by Hongsun Kim, Project Wolf Hunting is a crimson-soaked action film that will delight audiences raised on the likes of Ichi the Killer and Riki-Oh: The Story of Ricky. What begins as a simple prison break film (think Con-Air but on a cargo ship) soon becomes a bloody, head-stomping monster movie. It turns out that the Korean authorities are also transporting a human fighting machine developed years ago, which is a hulking, unstoppable force, its eyes stapled shut and hellbent on destruction. Flashbacks fill us in on this, giving us a slight breather from the relentless killing.

No one is safe in Kim’s film, and the survivors soon have to work together to attempt to beat the beast. The primary hardened, tattooed thug, played by Seo In-guk, is set up initially as the big bad but he’s soon cut down to size. The story thunders along at a breathless pace once the prisoners free themselves (with a little help from the inside), and once the blood starts flowing, it rarely stops.

Project Wolf Hunting would be a fun, violent romp even without the monster. That added extra makes it a gloriously over-the-top spectacle of gore and showers of blood. Despite the schlock, it’s skilfully choreographed and builds up a surprisingly engrossing atmosphere. If that sounds like your bag, then don’t miss it.

Project Wolf Hunting is available to stream on Icon Channel and in limited cinemas from March 3rd.

CHILDREN OF THE CORN

By Martin Unsworth

Another remake that no one asked for, this update of the Stephen King story dates from 2020 but is only just seeing the light of day. We wonder why…

There’s a moody, brutal opening to proceedings as a youth emerges from a cornfield before slaughtering the adults at an orphanage. The police’s reaction is to unleash a cattle gas, which kills the assailant and the children. The sole survivor, the softly-spoken but overconfident Eden (Kate Moyer), is seen to have become a leader of sorts for the local kids. The town of Rylstone, Nebraska, is dying; the cornfield isn’t producing, and the townsfolk have few options for reversing their fortunes. They decide to plough the rotting fields and apply for subsidies, which upsets the children. One younger adult, Boleyn (Elena Kampouris), is particularly concerned so postpones her planned exit to attend college. Led by Eden, the kids fight back against the town to protect the cornfield and He Who Walks Behind the Rows, the spirit that lurks in the fields.

Writer/director Kurt Wimmer (Ultraviolet) throws everything at his King adaptation, including plenty of shonky-looking CGI. Kate Moyer is very impressive as the head of the corn cult, and it’s great to see someone portray pure malevolence at such a young age. Sadly, there’s very little that matches her intensity and authenticity. The adults don’t register enough to elicit any compassion from the viewer. Even the child-beater isn’t given enough time or relevance to make us give a hoot either way about his demise.

Despite having a few eerie moments, Wimmer’s version of Children of the Corn is a rehash of a property that was fairly tired to begin with. The few gore effects are much better than the CGI, but they come so infrequently that it’s easy to forget they’re even there. While shots roaming through the withered corn build some atmosphere, there’s very little else to build upon. It expands the short story too far and by manifesting the spirit of the corn, attempts to deliver rather than invoke.

Children of the Corn is released in US cinemas on March 3rd.

LUTHER: THE FALLEN SUN

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By Joel Harley

By popular demand, Idris Elba’s shaggy detective returns in this feature-length sequel to the hit BBC series. And yes, he’s still wearing the coat.

Picking up where the 2019 cliffhanger left off, The Fallen Sun finds John Luther (still Elba) headed to prison. However, in a cheeky retcon by writer Neil Cross and director Jamie Payne, it’s revealed that Luther’s imprisonment was a result of the machinations of well-connected psychopath David Robey (Andy Serkis). With Luther locked up, the monster is free to wreak all manner of havoc, seemingly without rhyme or reason.

Ignored by his replacement (Cynthia Eviro), guilt-tripped by an oath from the past, and mocked by the killer, Luther is left with no option but to stage his own breakout, in order to catch a beast. But can he do so before Robey unveils his monstrous endgame?

Luther may have been given a cinematic sheen, but it returns as dark and moody as ever. This is the detective thriller as horror film – John Luther versus Jigsaw. In Serkis, the series gives Luther his most flamboyant enemy to date, complete with ridiculous hair and ostentatious suits. Scratch that, it’s John Luther versus Batman villain, positioning the detective as Dark Knight – signature suit (or scruffy jacket), car, sidekicks and all. There’s even a shot of the hero brooding over his city from a London rooftop.

And, like Nolan’s Dark Knight films, The Fallen Sun is tremendously exciting work, so long as one doesn’t squint too hard. Characters pop up inorganically, for convenience’s sake – an imperilled daughter because the plot demands it, and a deus-ex wife. Serkis’s villain, for all the pomp and circumstance, rings somewhat hollow if you stop to examine the what and why.

But, for its flaws, The Fallen Sun is a treat for fans and newcomers alike. Both worthy sequel and standalone crime thriller, it’s a welcome return for one of TV’s most interesting figures.

Luther: The Fallen Sun is out now in UK cinemas and releases on March 10th on Netflix.