Showing posts with label spectrevision. Show all posts
Showing posts with label spectrevision. Show all posts

Sunday, 13 December 2020

Seven Stages To Achieve Eternal Bliss By Passing Through The Gateway Chosen By The Holy Storsh (2020) - Movie Review


Well, here’s a welcome change: A film title that actually works. Yeah, it lands squarely in Alexander And The TL;DR territory, but for a movie all about cult mentality, it sure sounds like the name of a self-help book that would garner a small but creepily devoted fanbase. And yes, we’re doing a SpectreVision double feature today (well, technically, this is from Company X, but same producers, so let’s not split hairs here), and despite this being about such a dark topic, this isn’t a horror movie. Not in the conventional sense, at least; this is a lot closer to The Greasy Strangler in tone, and much like that feature, it’s difficult to put into word how truly batshit insane this entire thing is.

Archenemy (2020) - Movie Review


After what happened last time I reviewed a film by writer/director Adam Egypt Mortimer with Daniel Isn’t Real last year… not gonna lie, I was slightly dreading his latest. Not because I was expecting it to be bad; I have enough faith in SpectreVision to not steer me wrong, and same goes for the filmmaker behind one of my favourites from 2019. Rather, it’s because of what writing about that film got out of me, and even for how TMI quite a few of my reviews can get, that one went further than most in describing my own history with mental health. I just got done with a pretty heavy review with If Anything Happens I Love You, and I don’t exactly have the energy for an encore at present. Which is why I’m rather thankful that Mortimer’s latest isn’t just a switch-up from what came before, but breaks new ground for SpectreVision’s genre spectrum as well.

Thursday, 13 February 2020

Colour Out Of Space (2020) - Movie Review



I want to try a little experiment before getting into the review proper. I want you to read the words in front of you. Not out loud. Just in your head. Read every. Single. Word.

As your eyes dart across this page, the words unravel inside your mind, turning ciphers on the screen into phrases and sentences that (hopefully) you are able to understand.

Now pay attention to the words as you’re reading them.

Listen to the voice inside your head that is reading them out.

Listen closely to it.

Is it your own voice? Perhaps.

Or maybe it isn’t.

Maybe it’s someone else’s.

Maybe it’s mine.

How does it feel to have my voice in your head?

How does it feel to know that I can reach out and plant myself inside your mind from halfway across the world?

Or maybe I’m not so far away after all.

Is that voice really inside your head?

Or can you hear it over your shoulder?


Monday, 16 December 2019

Daniel Isn't Real (2019) - Movie Review



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Elijah Wood may have a pretty solid career as an actor, but his pedigree as a producer is on a whole other level. With his production company SpectreVision, the man has shown a real taste and willingness to back some pretty bizarre shit over the last few years. From the school-set zom-com Cooties, to the acclaimed vampiric western A Girl Walks Home Alone At Night, to the trash masterpiece The Greasy Strangler, to the Boomer-scorching acid trip of Mandy from last year; SpectreVision is getting dangerously close to Point Grey Pictures for studios close to my heart of hearts. And their latest to reach cinemas over here certainly fits in that wheelhouse of cracked-out brilliance, although in a different way that what has come before.