At least it wasn't 2024. I know it's all personal and subjective, and I'm sure I'm in the minority when I say this, but I thought last year was a drag for movies. I couldn't even squeak out a Top Ten of 2024. This year? Much improved! In fact, I think we uncovered a few... Continue Reading →
Frankenstein Defibrillates to No Avail
Commendably adapted or blasphemous to Mary Shelley, Guillermo del Toro’s Frankenstein is a movie — and a fair one at that. Skies hang ominously over a wet, bone-chilling landscape where the infamous creature doesn’t stop its rampage, as if It Follows dipped its toes into the 18th century. Del Toro’s obsession with flesh rekindles echoes of The Fly and Hellraiser,... Continue Reading →