unrest

its premise is thin ice. sloppy, clumsy, and incoherent, it quickly falls through and sinks to the bottom. i’m sure that as no doctor would ever be responsible for it no doctor would wish to revive it–never mind its unrest.

i know who killed me

fascinating… not the movie but at the mentality that finds horrible mutilation beautiful. there’s a japanese coffee table that puts badly disfigured and burnt women in provocative poses, isn’t there? this movie is something like that. here, lindsay’s fingers detaches from her hand while she dances and men are turned on. missing a right leg and hand, she seduces a boy. buried alive, her beautiful face looks out through a wedding veil. buried in romanticized amputations, we are weirded out.

1408

enter. never come out. are you in or are you out? fine, don’t cross that threshold. you’ll always be safe and you’ll never have to escape a nightmare by dying… and waking up, realizing you’re dead–and it’s still a nightmare. king is king here.

ringu

they say that the worst fear is fear of the unknown.

I say otherwise. I say that more fearful is when you are given a glimpse of the unknown, and you realize to the depths of your soul the unending abyss of that place. And I say the worst fear is the knowledge that, soon, you are to be part of it…

Such is the nature of this fear that only rarely are people unlucky enough to experience it. But such is the nature of movies that only rarely are moviegoers lucky enough to experience it.

With Ring, we were both.

30 days of night

serious horror-flick; by serious, i mean it has none of that tongue-in-cheek blood fest of other Hollywood-style horror movies. who would have believed that an American vampire movie could be so atmospheric. i noticed though that the director took care not to show kids being massacred–but, surely, there were many kids around in the town, even if many left town before the 30 days of night fell… very impractical and melodramatic ending though–these are Hero days, you know!

resident evil: extinction

never mind that it’s not as good as the first two. it’s still a kick-ass continuation of the resident evil saga. in movies like this, we don’t really pay to watch for perfect cinematography nor for tight plots nor intense dramatic acting–we watch resident evil the movie because we’re such fans of ‘resident evil.’ it’s fun to play, it’s great to watch; and it’s so cool to see video game characters come to life–even if the producers weren’t so true to them. we’ve seen so many zombie movies and we’ve seen how helplessly people fell to the hordes… well, with the resident evil movies, we have a character who does not only survive, she demolishes!

underworld evolution

wonderful action! but i was irritated at how the vampire-werewolf hybrid, supposedly the next generation of monsters, more powerful than any monster ever born, seemed so helpless all the time.

silent hill

i half-loved this movie. it captured the town’s terrifying shifts from real ghost-town to dream-like haze to nightmarish corrosion. visions of abominations that could have been the children and adults of silent hill–children who are still burning to death, faceless nurses that no longer move like humans, a pyramid-head reaper, humans twisted, mutilated, and bent out of shape with eyes still open and evil intact–followed me around even with the lights on–and long after i finished watching. with the game, we are left frustrated because all we got were hints, even when we have killed the beast. with the movie, we’ll get the answers–and silent hill transforms once again… to that of a b-movie with a director who can’t shut up.

saw iv

always get a little boring when the movie tries to explain the killer. saw 4 tries and fails, adds several pieces–but they’re all the wrong pieces! jigsaw is till jigsaw, therefore. not as good as the first three–but still strong enough to sustain a fifth installment (i bet!).

skinwalkers

two werewolf groups savage each other for a boy: to protect, because his coming of age means the end of the werewolf curse; to kill, because the beast inside has become an addiction. The actors are talented and very attractive–roswell’s jason behr , a villain here, cannot help but give us hints of the good man his character used to be; nip/tuck’s roma maffia, the mother, is her usual assertive self. they, however, couldn’t save skinwalkers from being just another mediocre monster movie.