I don’t often have anything complimentary to say about big-studio horror movies. Most end up being watered down, PG-13 knock-offs of popular themes in the genre with a certain degree of fan service and pseudo-self awareness meant to be clever,… Continue Reading →
Is that Abe Sapien from Hellboy? Is this his origin story? These were my first thoughts as I watched the new trailer for The Shape of Water.
Atomic Blonde is based on The Coldest City, a graphic novel written by Antony Johnston. The film is pulpy and retro, basically exactly what you would expect from a graphic novel adaption. It opens with a clip of Reagan, neon lighting… Continue Reading →