A murder occurs during a performance of The Mousetrap: an investigation begins. Ever-so-slightly pleased with itself mashup of allsorts – The Real Inspector Hound, Noises Off, Agatha Christie, even a Brian de Palma moment or two – that’s nevertheless brisk, funny, well-played, and looks great.
Here’s the trailer.
Eddie Brock unwittingly infects a condemned killer with a symbiote. Shouty sequel which is at least brief, splashy, and has a committed central performance. Plus, it feels like a comic. Unfortunately, it’s also unfunny, nigh plotless, and wastes some considerable onscreen (mostly Brit) talent.
Here’s the trailer.
A scientist travelling to a colleague engaged in a forest project encounters woodland weirdness. Pandemic-infused folk-ish lo-fi horror with strong ideas, visuals, fine performances, and some black comedy. Better on mood than story, though: Wheatley’s indulgence in trippy freakout in full effect here.
Here’s the trailer.
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