An atmospheric blaxploitation revenger’s tale starring pant-suited Marki Bey & her silver-eyed zombie hitmen.
TRASH PLANET is a thrilling new season of 1970s eco-horror where nature goes on the rampage but man is the ultimate monster… Tickets from £1!
Scott Derrickson’s highly theatrical adaptation of Joe Hill’s story of family and fraternity enduring violent threat has thrilling echoes of STAND BY ME.
A look back at a century of exploitation cinema as a source of “pure enjoyment and delight, despite improbable plots, ‘bad’ acting, or ragged film technique.”
Not so much a review of the film, more of a reflection on the restoration – which is stunningly vivid – and the uncut theatrical version – which amplifies the horror.
Keith Thomas’ remake is like food from a hastily arranged trip to the park with one of those disposable BBQ trays: burnt at the edges and raw in the middle.
One line of dialogue says it all: “To know death, Otto, you have to fuck life… in the gall bladder!”. For once, a film that fully delivers on its promises, which will probably dictate whether or not it’s for you…
As if the lunatics of Bedlam have staged an amateur theatrical production of Mary Shelley’s masterpiece novel after seeing James Whale’s remarkable films… Hysterical, and not in a good way…
Queer Horror Nights are coming to London in 2022! The first season is Q-RATED!, a celebration of horror movies directed by queer filmmakers.
A young swinging couple get seduced in the desert lair of a mind-warping lady vamp, mourning the loss of her long-deceased husband whilst playing the game from both ends.
80 minutes of ‘schlock & awe’ from Roger Corman’s New World Pictures and director Barbara Peeters (well, for some of the time…).
Whilst it’s always a delight to see this charming film, its shortcomings are many and the 35mm print used at BFI is really starting to show considerable age.