I wish that all I could say about this movie was that there was a missed opportunity to play Electric Six’s Danger! Danger! High Voltage in the background, but alas dear reader, I must confirm that this movie was a bit of a miss for me.
The holidays are always a stressful time. Finding that perfect gift for a loved one, battling the droves of people that are all after the same thing, the weather, traveling, cooking. The list could just go on and on. Add a family gathering into the mix, and well...let’s just leave it at that. This is where we are with AWAIT FURTHER INSTRUCTIONS, a new Christmas horror film that captures that awkward holiday family event all too well.
The El Royale is a motel that sits directly on the border of California and Nevada, split directly down the middle. Its motley brand of customers are similarly split down the middle: between right and wrong, good and bad. God and no God. And while it’s tough to decide who to side with, I can at least confirm that writer/director Drew Goddard sided right with BAD TIMES AT THE EL ROYALE.
There’s a pretty fair chance that at once point in your life you’ve heard the phrase “you better be good, or the boogeyman will come after you,” or something along those lines. Every generation, culture, and individual has their own version of what the boogeyman is. In recent years, we’ve seen a lot of films about Krampus, which is essentially the European folklore’s version of the boogeyman. Krampus is known for punishing all the naughty children during the Christmas season.
So I want to talk to you about a little known film……DEAD MAN’S SHOES. Released fourteen years ago, DEAD MAN'S SHOES is an important film for me personally. I was 22 years old when I first saw this film and just starting to realize that horror wasn’t just a hobby for me, it was a passion. It was also the first time I remember checking out the director (Shane Meadows) and was left wanting to know more about his other work. Shane Meadows has since gone on to become one of my favorite directors.
With gentrification underway in a Philadelphia neighborhood, a local pastor (Bill Moseley) is hesitant to sell his church that has been in his family for generations. After being pressured into selling by varies parties, the restless spirits of the church make their presence known and decide which amongst them are righteous souls or horrible sinners.
One often wonders what fear will feel like staring you in the face, when it encompasses everything that you are and transforms not only your surroundings, but your very self into something monstrous. Unrecognizable. At least that was what I contemplated as I walked into the Alamo Drafthouse for their Terror Tuesday's showing of FROM BEYOND.
I have a couple of confessions. Before watching director Michael Peterson’s KNUCKLEBALL, I didn’t know what a “knuckleball” was. I live in a country where the preferred way to hit a ball with a bat rhymes with “lick it”, so I found KNUCKLEBALL informative when it comes to baseball terminology. My other confession is that I really like Michael Ironside, and he’s the main thing about KNUCKLEBALL that piqued my interest and made me want to watch. Ever since he made heads explode in Scanners and lost a couple of limbs while chasing Arnold around Mars, I’ve seen him as an underrated Canadian export.