2016’s The Boy has gotten a bit of critical re-evaluation
since its release. I am likely never going to understand why people would like
something this hacky and undercooked, but I’m not so far up my own arse as to
try and get between someone and actually liking something. Getting into a
proper grievance about shit like that is one of the pettiest things a person
can engage in, and I certainly don’t want to encourage it.
But with that said, yeah, I’m not a big fan of that film,
nor of the film’s director William Brent Bell. I have made statements to the
tune of him being an absolute hack and one of the most non-essential filmmakers
in the modern horror scene, and even pitted him against fellow schlockmeister
John R. Leonetti for the title of worst horror director working today. And for
that… I honestly want to apologise. Because with Bell’s latest, he isn’t in
competition with Leonetti anymore. He has straight-up won that fight.
