1 wasn't good enough to earn this garbage.
by Darcys Dad . Oct 16
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1 wasn't good enough to earn this garbage.
by Darcys Dad . Oct 16
Read it in full"Send Help' - The writers room when they couldn't figure out how to improve Triangle of Sadness.
by Darcys Dad . Oct 16
Read it in fullImagine what it's like to live in a pre-Jimmy-Savile world
by Darcys Dad . Oct 16
Read it in fullBetter than the prequel (The Birds).
by Darcys Dad . Oct 16
Read it in fullShorter than advertised. Failed the Bechdel test.
by Darcys Dad . Oct 16
Read it in fullI was ready, did not come. But still enjoyable
by Darcys Dad . Oct 16
Read it in fullI loved this movie like Nikki loves Bear. "Holy Shit!" - The Pope's toilet.
by Darcys Dad . Oct 16
Read it in fullGrief documentary first, ghost story second, devastating in either order. The final photograph is the scariest frame of the century so far.
by finalgirl77 . Aug 5
Read it in fullThe colours do half the killing. Argento shoots hallways like they owe him money.
by bloodandvelvet . Aug 5
Read it in fullA seance scene that earns its silence. Scott brings a grief so quiet it makes the house seem loud.
by mothlight . Aug 5
Read it in fullNothing in this picture behaves. The camera circles the rooms as though hunting for an exit, and the marriage at its centre is more frightening than the creature in the Kreuzberg flat.
by gravemistake
. Aug 5
Kurt Russell spends two hours failing to trust anybody and being right every single time. The practical effects have aged into something better than realism. Nothing since has earned its paranoia so honestly.
by Vincent Crane . Aug 1
Read it in fullThe ending is the whole film. Everything before it is a competent monster picture; the last four minutes turn it into something people argue about twenty years later.
by Vincent Crane . Jul 3
Read it in fullI watched this alone, which was a mistake I intend to repeat. Toni Collette does a thing at a dinner table that I have not recovered from. The last twenty minutes lose me a little, but the first hundred are close to perfect.
by Vincent Crane . Jun 30
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