The Intruder breaks no new ground in the breaking-in subgenre – which it doesn’t necessarily have to, but its real fatal flaw is not using the recycled tropes to push far enough into either true terror or camp. Even with a serviceably wackadoodle performance from Dennis Quaid, the film plays everything too straight, with little tension or wicked wit, to use his mugging and menace effectively.
Young, successful couple Annie (Meagan Good) and Scott Howard (Michael Ealy) – shout-out to Teen Wolf! – are relocating from their posh San Francisco city home to Napa Valley for that laid-back country life Annie craves to start a family.
Avengers: Endgame, essentially the second half(-plus) of Avengers: Infinity War, is a satisfying culmination, pulling of something that has been lacking in a decade-plus of Marvel movies: finality. Natural conclusions are reached and investment in the 21 films of varying quality that have come before pays off huge without feeling like this is just a stopgap for something “bigger” that’s coming. (But you should still gear up for Spider-Man: Far from Home… coming this July!)
Whereas its predecessor ended on a dramatic, assuredly non-conclusive cliffhanger, Endgame lives up to its title by clearly communicating stakes that stick, staging exhilarating action loaded with fan-service moments, and really focusing in on character arcs and beats that resonate.
30 years after the first cinematic adaptation of Stephen King’s novel, Pet Sematary has been resurrected to haunt the multiplex, with middling results. Standing out only by reworking specific plot points, this revisionist version is a dreary, though not particularly disquieting, descent into psychological and physical wreckage.
Directors Kevin Kölsch and Dennis Widmyer, whose Starry Eyes tracks a comparable decline with horrific beauty, manage the chaotic final act well, but their vision feels hamstrung by requisite table-settling in the first two-thirds of the film. While technically precise in its somberness, all of the ruminations on death blended with exposition lack the perverse flair of Mary Lambert’s 1989 effort. Eerie touches, like a bizarre pet funeral procession, some suggestive nightmare imagery, and a mangy Maine Coon cat with a penetrating glare, aren’t enough to break a monotony that’s obligatory instead of foreboding, despite the oppressively dark cinematography.
The legacy of John Carpenter’s 1978 classic Halloween has endured for four decades trough some good and not-so-good sequels, offshoot one-offs, soft reboots, and remakes.
The identically-titled 2018 direct sequel that ignores everything since the original – save for some sly screenplay and delightful visual nods – does right by that legacy and uses the 40 years of history to incorporate themes of lasting trauma in ways rare to the genre. This is especially rewarding to those of us who have been longtime fans of the series. It also helps that much of the familiar killer-on-the-loose stalking in the film’s back half is well-executed while also folding into the narrative.
Marketed as the first Argentinian paranormal horror film, Terrified (Aterrados) isn’t exactly a genre novelty, borrowing heavily from Wan, del Toro, Ju-On and other similar films, but it does what it does very effectively and offers fresh spins on old standards. The ways in which it absorbs its influences and cleverly turns them on their head give the film an edge and constant sense of dread as it expands haunted house traditions to an entire haunted neighborhood. The film unnerved and surprised this longtime horror fan more than once.
The simple, smart premise of Hell Fest turns a haunted attraction into a masked killer’s playground. The murderer blends in with the haunt’s actors, who only pretend to want to murder horror-loving patrons of the themed carnival. The naturally chaotic setting full of frights leaves potential victims vulnerable and provides cover for the slasher as he stalks his prey.
Though the film isn’t terribly inventive or scary beyond this intriguing central conceit and the five credited screenwriters struggle with the group dynamics of the potential casualties, it’s a fun, well-paced slasher. This is a fine way to kick off a horror fan’s Halloween viewing season.