Twenty-four. Mamma Mia! enthusiast. Trying to write more.
"Are you food, or are you sex?"
This pertinent question is posed about ten minutes into The Neon Demon, and it lingers over the film like a dreadful miasma. In NWR's glimmering and alternatively repulsive LA, everyone wants to fuck you, be you, or eat you.
The line between obsession, desire, love, and hatred becomes so blurred that it practically doesn't exist. Terror and exploitation are just around the corner, lurking in every shadow, poisoning every space until you've nowhere…
Zoomer Cherry Falls. An I Know What You Did Last Summer sequel from a parallel universe. Corny, cheesy, cute!
For all the obsessive criticism over modern film and those which are categorized with alarming speed as ‘slyly subversive’, There’s Someone Inside Your House flaunts a fascinating and intentionally guarded Final Girl that feels like a vast improvement over and the typically mousy Julie James mold, meaning she gets to Break A Few Slasher Rules. (There’s also much more subverted than…