Sophie's introduction into the magic that is the horror genre was watching Halloween at a party in high school, and since then she's never looked back. She may be the wimpiest horror fan you have ever met, but she won't ever let that stop her!
When you review horror movies for a reputable site such as Bloody Good Horror, sometimes you get the opportunity to watch and review screeners. Usually smaller budget indie movies, these titles exist on a spectrum; some are hidden gems, while others are...not. A vast majority fall somewhere in between the two extremes. But every once in awhile, you get very unlucky. You get a movie that is so far from a shiny gem that it more closely resembles the kind of filth you find when you snake your shower drain. We Are the Flesh is one such film.
Regarded by many as one of the first slasher movies, 1974’s Black Christmas gave us a whole host of tropes (both stylistic and narrative) that have become common in the parlance of the genre; from the shots that force us to watch through the eyes of the killer, to the classic line about the call coming from inside the house. And while it doesn’t always make the list of larger than life slasher classics, fans of the macabre and of spooky film no doubt have a special place for it in their hearts.
Every year the BGH crew selects their picks for best and worst horror films of that year. Stay tuned toward the end of the year for our infallible consensus for the best and worst of the year, compiled by our very own genre mega-scholar Jonathan Schnaars.
We’ve reached the penultimate episode, y’all. You know what they say, two seasons forward and twenty-five years back. The loss of Pablo has left our heroes pretty well wrecked, and the only option seems to be to return to where, and when, it all began.
What can be written about one of the greatest horror films (if not one of the best films more broadly) of all time? What can be added to the conversation that hasn’t already been said? Quite possibly nothing, and so that is not what this reviewer will seek to do.
There comes a time in every hero’s journey when that hero needs saving themselves. That time has come for Ash who, last we saw him, was trapped inside a dilapidated asylum, with Baal playing dress up as his Doctor (Dr. Peacock, I’ll have you know), and no friends around him.
In a series (based on a film franchise) where being weird is nothing new, “Delusion” comes out swinging and certainly sets a new record (at least for the television show - scholars will no doubt argue for years to come whether a delusion of insanity tops being transported to the middle