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Wolf Man (2025) – Leigh Whannell’s Howl Fails to Resonate

05 Wednesday Feb 2025

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Leigh Whannell’s Wolf Man arrives with the weight of expectation, following his 2020 critical and commercial hit The Invisible Man. Much like its predecessor, the film modernises a Universal Monsters classic, filtering it through Whannell’s sleek, grounded style. But whereas The Invisible Man thrived on paranoia, tension, and social relevance, Wolf Man struggles to find its footing, delivering a film that is as unsteady as its protagonist’s transformation.

The story follows Blake (played by Christopher Abbott), a man whose troubled marriage leads him and his wife Charlotte (Julia Garner) to his secluded childhood home in rural Oregon. What starts as an attempt at reconciliation quickly turns into a nightmarish ordeal when they’re attacked by an unseen creature. As Blake’s behaviour grows increasingly erratic, the lines between man and beast blur, forcing Charlotte to confront a horrific truth.

At its core, Wolf Man treads familiar ground—Whannell’s fascination with the human body in flux is evident, echoing Upgrade (2018) in its depiction of involuntary transformation. However, unlike Upgrade, which explored its themes with a sharp, kinetic energy, Wolf Man feels oddly inert. The family dynamic, which should be the film’s emotional anchor, is frustratingly underdeveloped. The tension between Blake and Charlotte lacks depth, reducing their relationship to a mere setup for the inevitable carnage. Without a strong emotional core, the horror feels weightless, and the film’s attempts at suspense suffer.

Where The Invisible Man thrived on paranoia and psychological tension, Wolf Man attempts to create a similar claustrophobic dread but fumbles in execution. The couple’s choices feel forced rather than organic, making their descent into terror feel more like a scripted inevitability rather than an authentic unraveling. The film teases interesting ideas—Whannell is clearly drawn to the horror of losing control, both physically and mentally—but they never quite coalesce into something meaningful.

The Prognosis:

Visually, Whannell maintains his knack for stylish, stripped-down horror, and there are fleeting moments of genuine unease. The practical effects and creature design are commendable, but they can’t compensate for the film’s lack of narrative momentum. Despite solid performances, Wolf Man ultimately feels like a missed opportunity—a film that howls at the moon but never quite sinks its teeth in.

  • Saul Muerte

Steven Soderbergh’s Presence: A Chilling Descent into the Unseen

03 Monday Feb 2025

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A family move into a new home and begin to suspect that there is a supernatural “presence” also in the house.

So, what next? Charge it rent?

Don’t be silly, it’s not a comedy.

“Presence” is a new supernatural thriller from “retired” (quotation marks used for sarcasm) director Steven Soderbergh.

Look, to be honest, this reaffirms that old saying of – ‘there’s no new stories, just different ways to tell them.’ And this is one of those.

Told from the perspective of the entity itself, this is not too dissimilar to last years “In A Violent Nature,” where we see a traditional horror, this time a ghost story, from a different viewpoint.

Tech-wise, as a fellow filmmaker/video producer I went into a tech nerd-spin with how they shot this. Shot with a Sony A9 III, because of its global shutter meaning in basic terms: it captures all of the pixels at once and you don’t have that bendy-wendy-wobbly look (yes, that term is absolutely a tech term, in fact it’s trademarked to me) when you whip the camera around like most digital cameras that have a rolling shutter.

So, Soderbergh (using the pseudonym Peter Andrews as Director of Photography) essentially chucked the Sony camera on a gimbal with a 14mm Sony G Master lens and wandered around the house capturing the action. Lighting-wise, this was all done via available/practical lights. The cast have stated in interviews that the bulbs in the lamps/house lights were a lot brighter than normal bulbs, which makes me suspect that he used the Aputure Accent B7C practical bulbs so he could adjust brightness/temp/colour.

But all that tech jargon aside, what makes this super-interesting is Soderbergh once again strips back the budget constraints of feature filmmaking, buying the camera/lights/gimbal/lens would’ve come in at less than $30k. And just as he did with “Unsane,” where he shot it all on an iPhone, Soderbergh shows modern filmmakers that story is key.

Now does the story stand up?

Meh, kinda.

I really enjoyed it and not just for the tech-nerd stuff. Story wise, it’s a fairly standard ghost story. But it’s told well.

Would I pay to see it at the cinema?

Probably not. This definitely reminds me of those “Hammer House of Horror”/”Tales From The Unexpected” type TV films.

So maybe save your pennies and wait for it to hit the streaming services.

It is very enjoyable though and I recommend it.

I can absolutely see it making my top ten horrors of 2025.

  • Myles Davies

25 Years of Scream 3: A Stab at Closure That Misses the Mark

02 Sunday Feb 2025

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When Scream 3 hit theatres in 2000, it was marketed as the thrilling conclusion to Wes Craven and Kevin Williamson’s iconic trilogy. As we stand on the cusp of Scream 7 in 2025, revisiting this third installment brings a mixed bag of nostalgia, meta-commentary, and unmet potential. While it aimed to serve as a definitive finale, Scream 3 fell short of the sharp edge that defined its predecessors.

The film takes a meta dive into Hollywood, framing its chaos on the set of Stab 3, a fictional film based on the Woodsboro murders. This metafictional lens provided fertile ground for biting satire on the film industry, echoing the brilliance Craven previously achieved in Wes Craven’s New Nightmare (1994). However, where that film thrived on its introspective horror, Scream 3 often struggled to balance its commentary with its slasher roots.

By its third outing, the Scream series had established itself as a masterclass in deconstructing horror tropes. Here, the Hollywood setting offered a new angle, with its characters skewering the industry’s shallow vanity and exploitative nature. Yet, despite these clever touches, the plot meanders, weighed down by a convoluted narrative and an underwhelming reveal when the Ghostface mask comes off. The big twist, involving long-lost familial ties, lacks the emotional resonance needed to connect with the audience.

What salvages Scream 3 from complete disappointment are its performances and humour. Neve Campbell’s Sidney Prescott remains the heart of the franchise, and her evolution as a character is one of its strongest elements. Courteney Cox and David Arquette, as Gale Weathers and Dewey Riley, bring a familiarity and charm that anchor the film, even when its script falters. The inclusion of Parker Posey as Jennifer Jolie, a satirical counterpart to Gale, adds a much-needed comedic edge, often stealing the spotlight.

The soundtrack, featuring Red Right Hand by Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds, and Marco Beltrami’s score, also deserves recognition for amplifying the film’s atmosphere, even if the tension doesn’t always match the music’s intensity.

Ultimately, Scream 3 is a film caught between two worlds: the biting commentary of a meta-horror classic and the obligations of a slasher sequel. It delivers moments of wit and some solid scares but stumbles in crafting a satisfying conclusion. As history has shown, it wouldn’t be the last chapter after all—Scream 4 and the more recent installments would eventually give the series a much-needed revival.

Looking back on Scream 3 25 years later, it remains an uneven entry, overshadowed by the brilliance of Scream and Scream 2. While its commentary on Hollywood is intriguing, it lacks the precision and impact of Craven’s earlier work. Still, for fans of the franchise, it’s a chapter worth revisiting, if only to appreciate how far Scream has come since.

  • Saul Muerte

Rosemary’s Baby (1968): The Birth of a Modern Horror Classic

02 Sunday Feb 2025

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Roman Polanski’s Rosemary’s Baby is not just a horror film; it’s a cultural milestone. Based on Ira Levin’s 1967 novel, this psychological horror masterpiece marked a significant turning point in Polanski’s career and redefined the genre with its chilling subtlety, riveting performances, and hauntingly resonant themes.

By the time Polanski directed Rosemary’s Baby, he was already an established filmmaker with successes like Knife in the Water and Repulsion. However, it was this adaptation of Ira Levin’s novel that solidified his reputation as a master storyteller capable of blending psychological depth with unnerving horror. Polanski’s ability to craft a narrative that feels at once intimate and epic is on full display, with every frame of Rosemary’s Baby pulsing with dread.

The film’s slow-burn tension, its deliberate pacing, and its ability to turn the mundane into the menacing were groundbreaking in 1968. Polanski took Levin’s chilling story and elevated it, crafting a tale of paranoia and betrayal that unfolds within the claustrophobic confines of a New York City apartment building.

At the heart of the film is Mia Farrow’s unforgettable performance as Rosemary Woodhouse. Farrow’s transformation from a hopeful, naïve young wife to a terrified, isolated woman is nothing short of mesmerising. Her fragile vulnerability and determination make Rosemary one of the most iconic characters in horror history.

John Cassavetes delivers a complex performance as Guy Woodhouse, Rosemary’s ambitious husband whose moral compromises set the story’s sinister events into motion. The chemistry between Farrow and Cassavetes heightens the emotional stakes, making the betrayal at the heart of the story all the more devastating.

Ruth Gordon’s turn as the eccentric yet menacing Minnie Castevet earned her a well-deserved Academy Award for Best Supporting Actress. Gordon’s portrayal is equal parts comedic and chilling, capturing the bizarre allure of the seemingly harmless neighbour whose sinister intentions are gradually revealed.

Rosemary’s Baby explores themes that were both timely and timeless. The 1960s were a time of cultural upheaval, and the film’s undercurrents of paranoia and societal control mirrored the anxieties of the era.

  • Women’s Liberation: The film can be seen as a commentary on women’s autonomy—or lack thereof. Rosemary’s body becomes a battleground, controlled and manipulated by those around her. The struggle for agency is as relevant today as it was in 1968.
  • Paranoia and Isolation: The film’s creeping sense of distrust reflects the fear of conspiracies, both personal and societal.
  • Catholicism and the Occult: Religious imagery and themes of good versus evil are woven throughout, presenting a chilling exploration of faith and its darker implications.

The film’s primary location, the ominous Bramford (in reality, the Dakota building on Manhattan’s Upper West Side), is as much a character as Rosemary and Guy. The building’s Gothic architecture, shadowy interiors, and foreboding atmosphere provide the perfect backdrop for the unfolding terror. New York’s bustling streets contrast with the eerie insularity of the Woodhouses’ world, amplifying the sense of Rosemary’s entrapment.

From its release, Rosemary’s Baby has remained a touchstone in popular culture. Krzysztof Komeda’s haunting score, particularly “Sleep Safe and Warm,” is a chilling lullaby that lingers in the mind long after the credits roll. The film’s imagery, from Rosemary’s pixie haircut to the chilling final scene, has been referenced and parodied countless times, cementing its status as a cultural icon.

Polanski’s masterful direction, the stellar cast, and Levin’s gripping source material combined to create a horror film that transcends its genre. Its exploration of power, betrayal, and fear remains as relevant today.

Rosemary’s Baby is a masterpiece of psychological horror, a film that paved the way for a new kind of storytelling in the genre. With its pitch-perfect performances, evocative themes, and Polanski’s impeccable direction, it stands as one of the most influential and enduring films of all time. Its dark allure continues to captivate audiences, ensuring that we’ll be praying for Rosemary—and her baby—for generations to come.

  • Saul Muerte

The Rape of the Vampire (1968): Jean Rollin’s Daring Debut and the Birth of a Vampiric Legacy

01 Saturday Feb 2025

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Jean Rollin’s The Rape of the Vampire (Le Viol du Vampire) debuted in 1968 to a hailstorm of controversy, catcalls, and hostile reviews. Yet, in hindsight, this audacious and surreal film marked the birth of a unique cinematic voice—one whose recurring themes of vampirism, eroticism, and gothic imagery would define Rollin’s legacy as one of France’s most singular auteurs.

It’s important to note that The Rape of the Vampire wasn’t initially conceived as a full-length feature. Rollin originally shot Le Viol du Vampire as a short film intended to stand alone. However, when producers demanded a feature-length runtime, Rollin extended the narrative by adding a second part: The Vampire Woman (or Queen of the Vampires). The result is a film that feels both disjointed and dreamlike, with its stitched-together structure amplifying its surrealist tone.

The story’s fractured nature doesn’t so much hinder the film as enhance its otherworldly, almost hypnotic quality. It’s as if Rollin’s vampires inhabit a world where logic is secondary to atmosphere and emotion—a hallmark that would become a defining characteristic of his later work.

From his very first film, Rollin introduced themes that would permeate his career. Vampires, of course, are the focal point—here portrayed not as mindless predators but as tragic, misunderstood figures caught between life and death. The film’s gothic imagery, including crumbling castles and mist-shrouded cemeteries, reveals Rollin’s fascination with decayed beauty and timeless spaces.

Perhaps most notably, The Rape of the Vampire introduced Rollin’s pronounced taste for eroticism and taboo. The film is suffused with a sensuality that borders on the voyeuristic, reflecting not only the countercultural spirit of the late 1960s but also Rollin’s enduring interest in exploring the intersection of desire, death, and the supernatural. Themes of lesbianism, another Rollin hallmark, are also present, weaving a subversive layer of sexuality into the narrative.

Upon its release, The Rape of the Vampire was met with vitriolic criticism. French audiences and critics, expecting a traditional horror film, were unprepared for its avant-garde style, non-linear storytelling, and overt eroticism. Screenings were reportedly marked by boos, jeers, and even walkouts.

However, over time, the film has been reevaluated as a daring and deeply personal work. What initially seemed like incoherence now reads as deliberate surrealism, and its transgressive content has been embraced as a bold rejection of mainstream cinematic conventions.

While The Rape of the Vampire may not represent Jean Rollin at the height of his powers, it laid the groundwork for his subsequent masterpieces, such as The Nude Vampire (1970) and The Shiver of the Vampires (1971). It also established Rollin’s signature aesthetic: a haunting blend of gothic horror, eroticism, and poetic melancholy that remains unmatched in the genre.

The Rape of the Vampire stands as a fascinating, if flawed, debut. It’s a film that heralded the arrival of a director unafraid to blur the line between horror and art, even if it meant alienating audiences along the way. For fans of Rollin or those willing to embrace the surreal, this first bite into his vampiric oeuvre is well worth revisiting.

  • Saul Muerte