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Texas Chainsaw Massacre: The Next Generation (1995) – A Chainsaw Out of Gas

11 Tuesday Mar 2025

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In horror history, few franchises have endured such wild tonal shifts as The Texas Chainsaw Massacre, and Kim Henkel’s The Next Generation (1995) might be the most baffling entry of them all. Written and directed by Henkel—who co-wrote Tobe Hooper’s original 1974 masterpiece—this supposed return to the series’ unhinged roots instead devolves into an exhausting, shrill spectacle, where madness replaces tension and anarchy is mistaken for horror.

The film’s only real legacy today is the early casting of Matthew McConaughey and Renée Zellweger, two future Academy Award winners whose performances stand out, but for wildly different reasons. McConaughey, as the leg-braced psychopath Vilmer Slaughter, is the one genuine source of energy in the film. He throws himself into the role with a manic intensity, chewing through scenery (and remote controls) like a man possessed. Zellweger, on the other hand, delivers a grounded, earnest performance that feels completely at odds with the film’s overblown absurdity. Watching her endure the relentless torment of Vilmer’s twisted family feels more punishing than thrilling—any sense of fun gets smothered beneath the weight of its chaos.

Henkel clearly aims to recapture the raw hysteria of the original, pushing the grotesque family dynamic to its extremes. However, without any sense of pacing or release, the film quickly becomes an overwhelming, screeching endurance test. There’s no reprieve from the relentless shouting, violence, and nonsensical plotting. Even Leatherface—one of horror’s most iconic figures—is reduced to a parody of himself, shrieking in drag and stripped of any real menace.

By the time the infamous “Illuminati subplot” emerges, with cryptic government figures suggesting Leatherface’s crimes are part of some grander conspiracy, it’s clear the film has fully derailed. What’s meant to be a meta-commentary on horror instead feels like a desperate attempt to inject meaning into an already incoherent mess.

The Prognosis:

For all its flaws, The Next Generation is at least memorable in its sheer lunacy. But as a horror film, it fails to provide genuine suspense or even dark humour—just a grating, exhausting descent into noise. McConaughey’s unhinged performance keeps it from being entirely unwatchable, but much like Vilmer’s malfunctioning mechanical leg, the film jerks and sputters without ever finding its footing.

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Revenge of the Creature (1955) – A Middling Sequel to a Classic Monster Tale

10 Monday Mar 2025

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Universal Pictures’ Revenge of the Creature (1955) sought to capitalise on the success of Creature from the Black Lagoon (1954) by bringing the Gill Man back for another round of aquatic terror. Directed by Jack Arnold, this second installment in the Creature trilogy expands the story by relocating the monstrous being from the Amazon to a Florida marine park. However, while it offers moments of intrigue and spectacle, it ultimately lacks the same impact as its predecessor.

One of the film’s primary draws is, of course, the return of the Gill Man, played once again with an impressive physicality by Ricou Browning (underwater) and Tom Hennesy (on land). The creature’s design remains striking, maintaining its eerie, prehistoric allure. However, rather than being an enigmatic force lurking in the Amazon, the Gill Man finds himself trapped and studied in captivity, a premise that introduces compelling, albeit underdeveloped, themes.

At its core, Revenge of the Creature grapples with themes of imprisonment and the struggle between nature and human control. The attempt to domesticate the Gill Man, reducing him to a mere specimen for observation, evokes a sense of tragedy. While the film teases a deeper exploration of humanity’s tendency to subjugate the natural world, it ultimately favours action and spectacle over introspection.

Despite its setting shifting away from the Amazon, Revenge of the Creature still plays with the idea of nature’s untamed power. The sequences featuring the Gill Man in captivity contrast his primal instincts with the artificiality of human-made enclosures. However, where the first film used its lush, atmospheric environment to heighten tension and mystery, this sequel often feels more sterile in comparison.

While Revenge of the Creature delivers moments of suspense and underwater thrills, it lacks the haunting originality that made Creature from the Black Lagoon an enduring classic. The pacing feels more formulaic, and the horror elements are less effective, making it a serviceable but ultimately forgettable continuation of the story.

The Prognosis:

As a follow-up to one of Universal’s most beloved monster films, Revenge of the Creature is a passable but uninspired sequel. The return of the Gill Man and its exploration of captivity add some intrigue, but the film struggles to break free from the shadow of its predecessor. For fans of classic creature features, it’s worth a watch, but it doesn’t leave a lasting impression.

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Genocide (1968) – A Swarm of Ideas That Never Quite Land

09 Sunday Mar 2025

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The late 1960s saw Japanese genre cinema flourish with kaiju epics, psychedelic sci-fi, and political allegories wrapped in B-movie spectacle. Kazui Nihonmatsu’s Genocide (War of the Insects) falls somewhere in between—a paranoid, apocalyptic thriller that mixes Cold War anxieties, biological horror, and hallucinatory madness. While its ideas are ambitious, the execution is often as chaotic as the swarming killer bugs at its centre.

The premise is instantly gripping: a U.S. military plane carrying a hydrogen bomb is taken down by an unnatural insect swarm, leaving the surviving personnel scrambling to understand the origin of this bizarre attack. What initially appears to be a man-versus-nature horror quickly spirals into an entanglement of war crimes, espionage, and human depravity.

Rather than focusing purely on the terrifying concept of killer insects, Genocide introduces a convoluted web of subplots. We have an unhinged American pilot experiencing nightmarish visions, an entomologist caught in a moral crisis, and a femme fatale with ulterior motives. Throw in anti-war messages, nuclear paranoia, and a touch of psychedelic weirdness, and you get a film that is as thematically dense as it is narratively tangled.

Unlike its contemporaries, Genocide offers little in the way of heroics or redemption. The film presents humanity as doomed—corrupt, self-destructive, and ultimately unworthy of survival. This nihilistic outlook might have been compelling if handled with a deft touch, but instead, it becomes exhausting. The lack of a clear protagonist or sympathetic characters makes it difficult to invest in the unfolding disaster.

There’s an intriguing notion at the film’s core: that the insect swarm is not merely a freak occurrence but a force of nature’s reckoning. The idea of tiny, insignificant creatures bringing about global catastrophe is an effective counterpoint to the grand scale of nuclear warfare. However, the film struggles to balance this environmental horror with its more outlandish elements, including mind control and Cold War conspiracies.

Visually, Genocide has its moments. The bug attacks, though limited by the era’s special effects, are often unsettling. Close-ups of writhing insects and eerie sound design give these sequences a skin-crawling quality. But elsewhere, the film suffers from pacing issues, awkward editing, and a general lack of cohesion.

The Prognosis:

Genocide is a film that bites off more than it can chew, weaving an apocalyptic narrative that is too messy to be truly effective. Its nihilistic tone and paranoia-fueled themes make for an interesting historical artifact, but as a horror film, it’s too convoluted and bleak to be satisfying. While there are glimpses of a fascinating eco-horror buried within, it ultimately drowns in its own chaotic swarm of ideas.

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Dracula Has Risen from the Grave (1968) – A Gothic Sequel with B-Movie Charm

08 Saturday Mar 2025

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By 1968, Hammer Films had firmly established itself as the home of Gothic horror, and Dracula Has Risen from the Grave arrived as another entry in the studio’s blood-soaked saga. Directed by acclaimed cinematographer-turned-director Freddie Francis, the film saw Christopher Lee return as the Prince of Darkness in a stylish, if somewhat uneven, sequel.

At its core, Dracula Has Risen from the Grave weaves in themes of religion, revenge, and the ever-present battle between good and evil. Religion is front and centre, with the story emphasising Christianity’s role in morality, yet its presentation often borders on heavy-handed. Dracula’s revenge plot—a vendetta against a Monsignor who has attempted to bar him from his castle—feels petty, making the stakes seem less dire than in previous installments. There’s also an undercurrent of atheism versus faith, represented through the character of Paul (Barry Andrews), a young man forced to confront the supernatural despite his disbelief.

The film’s Gothic atmosphere is undeniably one of its strengths. Francis’ eye for striking visuals ensures that the production is filled with rich, saturated colours and ornate imagery, making for some truly memorable sequences. However, the narrative itself is more loosely structured than its predecessors, favouring style over substance. While some fans appreciate its looser, almost dreamlike quality, others find it lacking the tight plotting that made earlier Hammer Draculas more engaging.

As always, Christopher Lee dominates every scene he’s in, exuding menace with his piercing gaze and towering presence. Unfortunately, his Dracula is given little to do beyond the usual bloodletting and brooding stares. Still, his performance alone elevates the material.

While Dracula Has Risen from the Grave is a fun Hammer entry with B-movie charm, it doesn’t quite hold up to its predecessors in terms of narrative weight. It’s reactionary in its simplistic framing of good versus evil, yet it delivers enough Gothic atmosphere and unique set pieces to be enjoyable. Ultimately, it’s a solid but unremarkable addition to Hammer’s Dracula series.

The Prognosis:

A beautifully shot but narratively thin sequel, Dracula Has Risen from the Grave is worth watching for its Gothic aesthetic and Christopher Lee’s performance. However, its weaker plot and lack of high stakes keep it from being one of Hammer’s best.

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Deep Red (1975) – A Four-Star Giallo Masterpiece

06 Thursday Mar 2025

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Dario Argento’s Deep Red (Profondo Rosso, 1975) is often considered the ultimate giallo experience, a film that masterfully blends slasher-style horror with psychological intrigue. Following The Bird with the Crystal Plumage (1970) and The Cat o’ Nine Tails (1971), Deep Red solidified Argento’s status as the undisputed maestro of the genre, elevating giallo to new artistic and cinematic heights.

A Symphony of Violence and Mystery

The film follows Marcus Daly (David Hemmings), an English pianist in Rome who becomes entangled in a gruesome murder investigation after witnessing the brutal slaying of a psychic. Teaming up with determined journalist Gianna Brezzi (Daria Nicolodi), Marcus embarks on a dangerous search for the killer. As he delves deeper into the mystery, his memories of the crime scene prove to be more unreliable than he initially believed, leading to a series of increasingly shocking and violent revelations.

Argento infuses Deep Red with his signature stylistic flourishes: extreme close-ups, vibrant colour palettes, and elaborate set pieces. The film’s cinematography by Luigi Kuveiller is nothing short of breathtaking, amplifying the surreal, nightmarish quality of the narrative. The murders, choreographed with almost balletic precision, are among the most iconic in giallo history.

Thematic Depth: Memory, Vision, and Perception

At its core, Deep Red is a meditation on the fallibility of memory and perception. The film repeatedly plays with the idea that what we see is not always what we remember, a theme that lends itself to one of Argento’s most brilliantly constructed plot twists. The film also explores notions of sex, crime, trauma, and psychological deterioration, creating an atmosphere of paranoia and unease.

Argento uses recurring motifs of eyes and vision to reinforce these themes—whether through mirrors, paintings, or the protagonist’s own subjective experience. The result is a film that challenges the audience to question reality itself, engaging them in the mystery in a uniquely interactive way.

Goblin’s Unforgettable Soundtrack

No discussion of Deep Red would be complete without mentioning its legendary soundtrack. Composed by Goblin, the progressive rock score is a pulsating, hypnotic force that drives the film’s tension to near-unbearable levels. Tracks like “Profondo Rosso” and “Death Dies” have become as iconic as the film itself, perfectly complementing its eerie and unpredictable mood. The collaboration between Argento and Goblin, which would continue in Suspiria (1977), set a new standard for horror film soundtracks.

A Giallo Benchmark

Deep Red is not just one of Argento’s finest films; it is one of the greatest giallo films ever made. Its labyrinthine plot, mesmerising cinematography, and shocking violence make it an essential viewing experience for horror and thriller fans alike. While some may prefer the supernatural stylings of Suspiria, Deep Red remains Argento’s most refined and intricate mystery, a film that rewards repeat viewings with its complex narrative and visual artistry.

The Prognosis:

With Deep Red, Argento crafted a masterpiece of horror and intrigue, blending psychological complexity with unrelenting terror. Even decades later, it stands as an exhilarating and chilling cinematic experience, a film that continues to haunt and fascinate audiences worldwide.

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Inside Man (2025): A Stylish but Uneven Dive into the Ruthless World of Roy DeMeo

04 Tuesday Mar 2025

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Crime dramas based on true events often walk a fine line between gripping realism and cinematic exaggeration. Inside Man, directed by Danny A. Abeckaser, leans into this challenge with a gritty portrayal of undercover work in 1980s New York. Emile Hirsch leads the film as a troubled detective whose attempt at redemption drags him deep into the underbelly of the mob, where survival means losing himself in the very world he’s trying to dismantle.

Hirsch, known for his intense performances in Into the Wild and Lone Survivor, delivers a solid turn as a cop struggling with his identity while infiltrating the DeMeo crew—one of the most feared factions of the era. His internal conflict is the film’s strongest element, though at times, the script doesn’t allow for deeper psychological exploration. Lucy Hale adds some emotional weight to the story, though her role feels underdeveloped, while Robert Davi and Jack Cannavale bring a welcome menace to their mobster personas.

Abeckaser, who has experience with crime dramas (Mob Town), crafts an authentic 1980s New York atmosphere, full of dimly lit bars, smoky back rooms, and bursts of brutal violence. However, while the film captures the aesthetic well, it sometimes struggles with pacing, feeling more like a series of key moments rather than a fully cohesive narrative. The tension builds effectively, but some scenes drag, making the film feel longer than its runtime.

The Prognosis:

For crime thriller enthusiasts, Inside Man offers a serviceable look at the high-risk world of undercover police work. It doesn’t break new ground, but the strong performances and stylish execution make it worth a watch, especially for fans of mob dramas.

Inside Man will be available on DVD & Digital, including Apple TV, Prime Video, and Google Play from March 5, 2025, in Australia & New Zealand.

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Trilogy of Terror (1975) – Karen Black’s Tour de Force in Horror

03 Monday Mar 2025

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Fifty years after its premiere, Trilogy of Terror remains one of the most iconic made-for-TV horror films of all time. Directed by Dan Curtis and adapted from the works of Richard Matheson, this three-part anthology owes much of its success to one crucial factor: the extraordinary performance of Karen Black. Already an established actress known for her roles in Easy Rider (1969), Five Easy Pieces (1970), and The Great Gatsby (1974), Black’s work in Trilogy of Terror cemented her as an unforgettable presence in the horror genre. Playing four distinct roles across three terrifying tales, she turned what could have been a standard anthology into a must-see masterclass in psychological horror.

At a time when anthology horror had found success on television through shows like Night Gallery and The Twilight Zone, Trilogy of Terror stood apart due to its unrelenting tension and Black’s transformative abilities. Each story explores different facets of fear—seduction, duality, and relentless terror—and Black is at the heart of them all, shifting seamlessly between characters with eerie precision.

Story One: “Julie” – The Predator and the Prey

The opening segment, “Julie,” introduces us to Black as the seemingly timid college professor Julie Eldridge, who catches the eye of a manipulative student named Chad (Robert Burton). Chad, under the guise of youthful bravado, sets his sights on seducing Julie, photographing her in compromising situations, and blackmailing her into an illicit relationship. At first, Julie appears to be the hapless victim of Chad’s power play, but the tables turn in shocking fashion.

Karen Black’s performance in “Julie” is one of quiet menace. Her transition from meek schoolteacher to someone far more dangerous is executed with chilling restraint. The twist—revealing that Julie had been in control all along—elevates the story beyond a simple morality tale. It plays with audience expectations, making us question who the real predator is.

Story Two: “Millicent and Therese” – A Battle of Good and Evil

The second segment showcases Black in a dual role as two feuding sisters: the uptight, puritanical Millicent and the wild, hedonistic Therese. The two could not be more different—Millicent, dressed in conservative black attire, believes her sister is the embodiment of evil, while Therese, clad in provocative red, embraces her libertine lifestyle. Millicent’s desperation to rid herself of Therese leads to a final, brutal act—but the true horror lies in the revelation that the two women are not what they seem.

Black’s ability to play against herself is remarkable, making each character feel wholly distinct. The segment delves into themes of repression, trauma, and psychological breakdown, making it the most unsettling of the three. The ultimate twist—that Millicent and Therese are one and the same, suffering from dissociative identity disorder—adds a tragic weight to the story, demonstrating Black’s ability to navigate complex psychological horror with nuance.

Story Three: “Amelia” – The Zuni Doll Nightmare

Without a doubt, the final segment, “Amelia,” is what turned Trilogy of Terror into an enduring horror classic. Black plays Amelia, a woman who purchases a Zuni fetish doll as a gift, only for the doll to come to life and launch a relentless, frenzied attack on her in her apartment. The short is a masterclass in suspense, as the seemingly ridiculous premise of a tiny, knife-wielding doll is executed with such intensity that it becomes genuinely terrifying.

Here, Black delivers a physically demanding, emotionally raw performance, spending much of the runtime in a desperate battle against an unrelenting supernatural force. Without many special effects at its disposal, the film relies on sheer tension, pacing, and Black’s visceral performance to sell the terror. The climactic image of Amelia, possessed by the spirit of the Zuni warrior, grinning with razor-sharp teeth, remains one of horror’s most unsettling final shots.

Karen Black’s Lasting Legacy in Horror

Karen Black’s work in Trilogy of Terror redefined her career, making her an icon in horror cinema. While she had already proven herself as a versatile and talented actress in dramas and thrillers, this anthology showcased her ability to command the screen in multiple roles, each with a distinct sense of dread. Her contributions to horror would continue in later films like Burnt Offerings (1976), It’s Alive III: Island of the Alive (1987), and Rob Zombie’s House of 1000 Corpses (2003), solidifying her status as a genre legend.

Fifty years later, Trilogy of Terror remains a shining example of anthology horror done right. It may have been a made-for-TV production, but thanks to Black’s powerhouse performances, it stands the test of time as a must-watch for horror fans.

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The Picture of Dorian Gray (1945) – A Timeless Reflection on Vanity and Corruption

02 Sunday Mar 2025

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Eighty years after its release, Albert Lewin’s The Picture of Dorian Gray remains one of the most compelling cinematic adaptations of Oscar Wilde’s infamous novel. A gothic tale of moral decay, vanity, and suppressed guilt, the film masterfully captures the essence of Wilde’s work while adding a visual grandeur that enhances its haunting themes. Starring Hurd Hatfield in the titular role, alongside a stellar supporting cast including George Sanders and Angela Lansbury, this 1945 production remains a fascinating exploration of beauty’s fleeting nature and the cost of indulgence.

Wilde’s story has endured for well over a century, and Lewin’s adaptation successfully brings its themes to life on the silver screen. The film’s lush black-and-white cinematography, punctuated by shocking Technicolor glimpses of the corrupted portrait, offers a striking visual metaphor for the contrast between outward beauty and inner depravity. Hatfield’s eerily composed performance adds to the film’s unsettling nature, portraying Dorian as a man who, despite his eternal youth, becomes increasingly hollow and detached from humanity.

At its core, The Picture of Dorian Gray remains relevant because its themes never age. In an era obsessed with image and self-preservation, the film’s exploration of facades and moral decay feels as timely as ever. Dorian’s relentless pursuit of pleasure, devoid of consequence, mirrors modern anxieties about vanity and the curated perfection we present to the world.

For all its elegance, Lewin’s adaptation does not shy away from the darker aspects of Wilde’s work. Dorian’s gradual descent into cruelty, his inability to form genuine connections, and the film’s eerie atmosphere all contribute to a sense of creeping dread. Angela Lansbury’s heartbreaking turn as the ill-fated Sibyl Vane remains a highlight, showcasing how Dorian’s influence can destroy those around him.

As The Picture of Dorian Gray celebrates its 80th anniversary, it stands as a testament to the enduring power of Wilde’s vision. A film that perfectly balances beauty and horror, it continues to captivate audiences, reminding us that behind every perfect exterior, shadows lurk beneath the surface.

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The Mangler (1995) – Tobe Hooper’s Industrial Nightmare Turns 30

02 Sunday Mar 2025

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It has a CRUSH on you!
When an accident involving a folding machine at an old laundry happens, detective John Hunton investigates. As his investigation progresses, he begins to suspect the machine is possessed by a demon from Hell.

By 1995, director Tobe Hooper had long cemented his legacy in horror history with The Texas Chain Saw Massacre (1974) and Poltergeist (1982), while Robert Englund had become an icon as Freddy Krueger. Their reunion in The Mangler—an adaptation of a lesser-known Stephen King short story—should have been an exciting horror event. Instead, it became one of the more peculiar and divisive entries in all their careers.

It’s not every day that a movie about a possessed industrial laundry press makes it to the big screen, but that’s exactly the kind of bizarre energy The Mangler brings. The film exists in a world of exaggerated performances, over-the-top set pieces, and a plot so ludicrous that it straddles the line between horror and dark comedy. Englund, buried under grotesque makeup as the sadistic factory owner Bill Gartley, chews the scenery with relish. Meanwhile, Ted Levine, fresh off The Silence of the Lambs, lends his gravelly, weary presence to the role of the skeptical detective who slowly realises that there may be supernatural forces at play.

Hooper leans into the absurdity, crafting a grimy, oppressive atmosphere that feels reminiscent of his early work, albeit with a more surreal, almost operatic quality. However, the film struggles with pacing and tone—moments of genuine horror are often undercut by unintentional comedy, making it an acquired taste even for die-hard horror fans. The practical effects and gore are commendable, but the story itself stretches believability to the breaking point, even for King’s standards.

Despite its many flaws, The Mangler has developed a small cult following over the years, thanks in part to its sheer audacity. While it never reached the heights of Hooper’s greatest works, it remains a fascinating oddity in ‘90s horror, a relic from a time when studios were still willing to gamble on the outlandish. For those willing to embrace its madness, it’s an entertaining, if deeply flawed, slice of supernatural horror.

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The Monkey (2025) – A Misfire That Claps to Its Own Beat

01 Saturday Mar 2025

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Osgood Perkins has built a reputation for moody, atmospheric horror (The Blackcoat’s Daughter, I Am the Pretty Thing That Lives in the House), crafting eerie slow burns that settle under your skin. So it’s baffling that his adaptation of Stephen King’s The Monkey swings so wildly in the opposite direction, embracing an oddly comedic tone that is both its saving grace and its Achilles’ heel.

The film follows twin brothers who, after discovering a cursed wind-up monkey, become entangled in a series of grotesque and improbable deaths. Decades later, the sinister toy resurfaces, forcing the now-estranged siblings to confront their past—and the murderous primate—before its deadly rhythm consumes them completely.

As someone who was deeply impacted by King’s short story during my formative years, this adaptation feels like a tonal misstep. While Perkins injects moments of dry, almost absurd humour that occasionally land (I’ll admit, I chuckled more than once), the film never fully commits to either horror or comedy, leaving it feeling strangely weightless. The sense of dread that should accompany a tale about an unrelenting, supernatural force is missing, replaced with an offbeat energy that doesn’t quite fit.

Visually, The Monkey does retain some of Perkins’ signature flair. There are pockets of eerie imagery, particularly when the toy is in motion, its drum banging in ominous slow motion as its glassy eyes seem to bore into the characters’ souls. However, the film’s pacing stumbles between moody horror and slapstick absurdity, undercutting its tension just as it starts to build. Instead of letting the horror breathe, it often pivots to a joke or exaggerated reaction, as if second-guessing its own scares.

The performances do their best to sell the concept, with the lead actors committing to the madness, but there’s a disjointedness to the storytelling that prevents any real emotional weight from forming. Without a stronger anchor—whether it be a grounded sense of familial trauma or a truly nightmarish atmosphere—the film lacks the staying power of both Perkins’ previous work and King’s original story.

With The Monkey, Perkins seems to be playing against type, but instead of reinventing the demonic toy subgenre, he fumbles it. The film claps along to its own beat, but much like the monkey itself, the rhythm grows tiresome—thumping away long after the terror has worn off.

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