A city couple relocating to a home in the forest discover a commune on the neighbouring land is home to a cult of sasquatch worshippers harbouring sinister secrets...
When surgical nurse Jan Compton is tragically killed in a car crash, her fiancé Dr Bill Cortner retrieves her severed head and keeps it alive by means of highly unorthodox (!) and ethically iffy experiments. Despite Jan's protestations, he then sets out to find a suitable body for her, by any bloody means necessary… With its low budget, outrageous premise, and a lurid title promising all manner of exploitative thrills, the most shocking thing about The Brain That Wouldn’t Die is that it’s actually a deceptively thoughtful B-movie. Opening with a woman’s disembodied voice pleading ‘let me die, let me die’, the screenplay by Rex Carlton and director Joseph Green ruminates on some big and interesting ideas. While it can’t claim to be a feminist film, The Brain nonetheless has some feminist themes throughout it - such as bodily autonomy, patriarchal oppression, societal beauty standards and, perhaps most pointedly, the literal objectification of women. Other ideas thrown into the mix...
A young college student who remains on campus alone during Thanksgiving falls prey to members of a cult intent on hunting her and killing her. With its simple premise and highly suspenseful execution, Kristy is a back-to-basics adrenaline-fuelled exercise in lean, mean tension. Anthony Jaswinski's screenplay takes a few moments to set the scene, introduce protagonist Justine (Haley Bennett), outline her situation in the broadest of strokes, before it gets down to the business of terrorising her – and the audience. As the campus empties, we follow Justine as she bids farewell to her boyfriend and goes about her day, complete with a melodically scored montage of her dancing along empty hallways, studiously poring over books, running, swimming, doing her laundry and chatting with the friendly caretaker (James Ransone) and security guard (Matthew St Patrick). Things are grand, if a little sad and lonely for Justine. She misses her family but takes it in her stride and keeps herself bu...
1967 Dir. Samuel Gallu AKA Blood Fiend The investigation into a number of grisly murders in which the victims bodies have been exsanguinated, leads detectives to a creepy Parisian theatre specialising in horror productions. Could someone at the theatre be responsible? No! Surely not ! Opening with a scene in which a woman is forced onto a guillotine and decapitated in front of an appreciative audience, only for her to emerge alive and well from behind the theatre curtain to accept her applause, Theatre of Death is intent on letting us know from the outset that all will not be as it seems. The lines between what is real and what is not twist and turn throughout proceedings. Setting the story in the real-life Theatre du Grand Guignol in Paris is an inspired choice. Between the years of 1897 and 1962 it specialised in the production of deliberately shocking and lurid plays, the raison d’être of which was to depict bloody scenes of murder and torture on stage to titillate and te...