It’s a cold, bleak fall / winter ya’ll. And this film ain’t helping.
“Last Night in Soho” dresses to impress, but do its glowing visuals overshadow its scares?
In the A Quiet Place sequel, John Krasinski scores another fantastically tense, well-directed, post-apocalyptic story. Our heroes venture out into the desolate world ravaged by monsters in the hope of reconnecting to and saving humanity.
The Lodge has offerings that any horror fan can appreciate—creepy dolls, 80s home-videos, cults, clips from The Thing, etc. But it is a bleak jaunt to the cinema.
“Let me tell you something about these tattoos, okay? That is Wiccan, that is Icelandic, that is Jewish, that’s just gibberish. They are completely conflicting ideologies, and that does not make you a wicked witch, it makes you full of shit!”
All things considered, the movie makes superb compromises between “we want to grow a garden of nightmares but without killing any kids.”