Once the kill count starts climbing, there’s enough momentum to see this one through to the end.
Once the kill count starts climbing, there’s enough momentum to see this one through to the end.
The original seems a bit overshadowed by its successors, both of which tend to go for the gut with straightforward comedy.
Joe Dante has an appreciation for the sci-fi of old, and it shows.
After.Life is as lost as the audience
Evil Aliens opens on an anal probe, certainly a lavish start… if you’re into that sort of thing.
Stan Winston has a blast designing this make-up, crafting beautiful homages to the creatures he undoubtedly loved growing up.
If Fred Dekker’s Monster Squad was the realization of what it was like to be a kid obsessed with monsters, Night of the Creeps is what that obsession turns into as an adult.
The Crazies is safe. It has no grit, no guts, and no brains… except for those splattered by gunfire.
This is a gruesome, bloody revenge film, coming from first time director (and writer) Steven Kastrissos out of Australia. Needless to say, it does not do much for tourism.
The Crazies is able to overcome the budgetary constraints with flashes of tension and style, along with some commentary
