Loosely based on true events, this South American horror promises “real fear in real time”, with its action purportedly playing out in a single, uncut take. Delivering for the majority of its running time, the film is let down most by its conclusion; a sigh that undermines the shocks. Yet for genre fans, The Silent House remains a curio that deserves to be watched – especially before the American remake arrives.
Blimey. It’s all over. Fourteen years after the first book came out, ten years on from the first film and eight months since Deathly Hallows Part 1 rather cheekily claimed that ‘It All Ends Here’, the extraordinary cultural juggernaut that is the Harry Potter book series has finally completed its transition onto the screen. A better swansong than this film could scarcely be imagined.
A typical hunting trip in the woods goes awry when a few argumentative men become the victims, or ‘prey’, of a group of infected and bloodthirsty beasts. Devoid of any filmmaking conviction, Prey feels like Dog Soldiers meets Jurassic Park meets Animal Farm. Failing to scare or even entertain, this rural horror is so tame that for all its narrative coherence it should simply be called ‘Attack of the Toothy Pigs’.
Directed by the late David Hemmings, whose acting credits include Gladiator and Gangs Of New York, The Survivor is a tense, psychological horror, but one that raises more questions than it answers. Sometimes tense, sometimes scary, sometimes making no sense whatsoever, The Survivor is a captivating watch. Though I guarantee you’ll spend most of it baffled at how much Robert Powell and Jenny Agutter look alike.
Derek Luke (Antwone Fisher) stars in a confused and meandering war story from Spike ‘however do I manage to balance such a big chip on one little shoulder?’ Lee. Bogged down by technical problems and frantic attempts to shoehorn a message into the madness, this is anything but a miraculous film.
Francesca Simon’s wildly successful Horrid Henry books have at last made it onto the screen, and the eponymous terror’s cinematic exploits are guaranteed to keep kids rapt from his first act of unnecessary biscuit theft to his final defiant bit of on-screen graffiti. If you happen to be carting a child about, be a sport and take him/her/it along – he/she/it’ll have a fantastic time.
First released fourteen whole years ago, Australian country music drama Doing Time for Patsy Cline is an aspirational story which, in all probability, won’t make you aspire to very much except maybe possessing a thorough knowledge of quantum physics so you can build a time machine and make sure it stays in 1997. That.