The hugely successful stage show of Jeff Wayne’s musical version of The War of the Worlds has been brought to the big screen, but how does this new cast, with all new computer generated effects, play out in the cinema?
Suffolk’s spookiest cottage ends its mysterious journey through time, remorse and fashion as Lightfields comes to its inevitable conclusion in the fifth episode. But the finale ends on a more subdued and quiet note than expected.
Sam Raimi’s The Evil Dead is a seminal piece of cinema. It’s also not especially good.
That might be a controversial opinion, but when people rave about the Evil Dead series, they often refer more to the two sequels, which were far more overtly fun and funny than the original, which was a genre defining piece, and hugely influential, but in hindsight doesn’t play quite as well itself.
Once again, this show burns through plot faster than expected and opens up even more unpredictability to come.
Roll up, roll up, ladies and gentlemen! It’s time for another spin of wheel in ‘Seaside Suspect Roulette’. And what a game it it is.
Ah. Spring is finally here. After a long winter not dissimilar to 30 Days of Night, the UK is… erm, blanketed in more snow, being pummelled by Arctic winds and bored by the traditional British weather chat. It’s timely then, that we have a quartet of home-grown horrors to prove that there are some things our country is actually good at; namely, violence, misery and a dash of allegory for good measure.
Last week’s zombie lynching? What zombie lynching?
The final shocking events of Episode 1 may still haunt many of you, but as we open on Episode 2 of Dominic Mitchell’s undead drama, the killing of Ken Burton’s rehabilitated wife is scrubbed clean; washed from the tarmac and covered over with idle chit-chat. An act of un-remembrance at a time when the those killed during the uprising are being honoured by the massed ranks of the Human Volunteer Force.
Dragon is one of those rare breeds; a great martial arts epic with a cracking storyline.
While the title may sound like a Jazzy Jeff album, In the House is one of those sophisticated French films that makes you wonder why more people don’t gargle their Rs and hang up Klee watercolours in their corridors.
A tongue-in-cheek approach and some genuinely scary moments just about save Bryan Singer’s new fantasy adventure from the realms of the half-hearted TV movie.