I ended up enjoying this one quite a bit! I wasn’t expecting a whole lot given the directors previous efforts, but in terms of atmosphere, this one delivers hardcore. A girl who suffers paranoid delusions works alone at a 24 hour gas station and it rains all night and everything is your typical “middle of nowhere” run down road stop creepy. I really liked the yellow lighting outside the building.

For a single location movie, it makes pretty good use of the space. What it doesn’t do is make a whole lot of sense or be even remotely realistic, but I’m ok with that. This girl suffers from some whack ass hallucinations and they’re totally random so you never know…

Quick Review
We need more straight slasher movies these days and praise to the filmmakers, Open 24 Hours is exactly what this late '90s slasher fan desires most; the Craven-esque suspense, the classic horror music, the intensity of its single setting, and the likable performances brutally smashed by the Fisherman-inspired invincible killer, all delightfully updated in the backdrop of today's filmmaking style and eccentricity. Written and directed by Padraig Reynolds, Open 24 Hours follows the PTSD-ridden Mary as she works her first night at the isolated 24 hour gas station called Deer Gas Market, her grasp on what's real and what's not begins to wane as she believes her serial killer ex-lover The Rain Reaper, who she'd burnt and put…

Hooptober VII #24

The unofficial feature length expansion remake of that first segment in Hooper and Carpenter's 1993 anthology "Body Bags", about a woman whose creepy first overnight shift at a gas station portends doom (aka a lurking serial killer). Seriously, no credit has been given, but this is the exact same thing, ballooned from 25 to 90 minutes long.

Does it ever deflate your hopes when you start a horror movie with a great hook but then the backstory they choose to tell around it is just straight crap? Spending the night alone at a gas station mini-mart is the perfect opening to a scary story....but then this movie fills its tank with the depressingly tiresome and distractingly outlandish…

Well this turned out pretty damn good.

About 20 minutes into it I began to get that predictability feeling that I knew where everything was leading. But I was actually surprisingly wrong. This turned out to be a great little horror film with some nasty gore effects. And when I say nasty I mean good like 'wow, that's really gonna leave a mark' type of kills.

Seriously though I didn't care too much for the killer. The character just seemed a little too bland in my opinion. All of the other cast we're perfectly fine and I really liked Brendan Fletcher's Bobby. There really was a nice relationship development scene in there between him and our lead Mary, Vanessa Grasse.…

A gas station-set slasher, in which Mary, a woman who's just been released from psychiatric incarceration, gets a job working the night shift, but is freaked out by the idea that her ex-boyfriend - a prolific serial killer who made her watch his murders - is also out of prison and is hunting her down.

Open 24 Hours is going to win no prizes for portraying PTSD sensitively: Mary is plagued by unlikely hallucinations of the type that only a horror filmmaker would think up. But really, that's the least of the movie's problems. It's repetitive, dumb and full of convenient twists and gaping plot holes.

It also seems to go on forever. That might be a result of the…

Mit OPEN 24 HOURS ist vor einen Tagen ein neuer, recht vielversprechender kleiner Horror-Thriller hierzulande erschienen, leider vom Splendid Unterlabel 'I-On New Media', warum leider? Nun, da es die B-Abteilung ist, gibt es hier auch nur "B-Synchronisation" die oftmals annehmbare Werke damit leider etwas abwerten.

Wir erfahren: Die junge Mary (Vanessa Grasse), frisch aus dem Gefängis entlassen, stellt sich als Nachtschichts-Gehilfin auf Anraten ihres Bewährungshelfers bei der örtlichen Tankstelle vor. Sie erhält den Job auch. Nach und nach erfahren wir warum Mary einige Jahre im Gefängnis verbringen musste. Seitdem leidet sie an Halluzinationen, Angststörungen und Panikattacken. Sie tritt also nun ihre erste Nachtschicht an. Erst muss sich Mary mit notgeilen Truckern rumschlagen, doch schon bald schon soll sich diese Nacht…

Glacial hangout horror in which a lot of the hanging out occurs in the haunted mind of one woman. A film that lives and dies by the mantra that it's fucked up when your mind's playing tricks on you. It's perhaps a bit too first draft-y, but the lack of focus gives this a maniacal edge at times as the film plummets into the boring disorder and chaos of realizing you're going to die at work. Props to the filmmakers for not resorting to the kind of cheap twist that this could have been building toward. This is a film that joins the ranks of Rob Zombie's Halloween II (a film that this will probably get compared to a lot…

(Maybe) inspired by the first segment of John Carpenter’s anthology Body Bags and some dialogue by Ti West’s The House of the Devil, this felt like an oldschool horror watch. “Oldschool” not in the sense of 80s slashers, but like they made 10 - 20 years ago: not to deep, focusing on suspense and pure survival. Simply entertaining.
It seems that director Padraig Reynolds came up with this idea in 2009 and compared to modern standards this movie might be “general” or “typical” , but it’s finally something different form modern slow-burn-heavy-symbolic-horror. 

I like single location movies and the isolated gas station was very well done. The movie has a nice atmosphere overall. The only thing I did not like was…