The Secret: Dare To Dream (2020) - Movie Review

Well… this is an idea that someone thought was going to work: Make a movie based on a self-help book that, for those who even remember it in the first place, was met with meme status on initial release and has stayed there ever since. Book-to-film adaptations are usually iffy at the best of times purely because of the adaptation process, so you can imagine the hill that needs to be climbed to inject cinematic narrative into something objectively plotless.

Brahms: The Boy II (2020) - Movie Review

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.