All posts tagged: horror

Dw. Dunphy On… “Seven”

These things start in the damndest places. During our chat room set up for the recent Oscars telecast, the topic moved to horror films. I have a broad opinion of what a horror film is, certainly broader than the focus of the tribute segment of the show. New music editor Ken Shane said, “For me, a horror film has to have some basis in the supernatural.” My criteria for horror is that you leave the theater in silence, and not because you’re in some sickened state of shock — that’s too easy. Buy yourself a rubber brain from the Halloween superstore, stuff it with Karo corn syrup mixed with red food dye and M-80 firecrackers and videotape it. You’ll get shock value, all right. You leave the theater in silence because you’ve been shaken into a state of paranoia, anyone next to you could really be anything, something could fall from the sky and tear you to shreds, and although you know this is all highly unlikely, what you saw has gotten so deep in …

Film Review: “Jennifer’s Body”

To Hollywood’s credit, there’ve been a lot of female-focused thriller/horror films coming out lately. It’s almost as if production studios in La-La Land have suddenly realized there’s a feminine demographic they could cater to/exploit. Unfortunately for the ladies, studios still think that they can just throw anything at audiences and get away with it, which is why so many of the recent “girl power”-type films have been lousy. The new horror/comedy Jennifer’s Body, written by Diablo Cody (instantly famous for penning the brilliant Juno) and directed by Karyn Kusama (AEon Flux and Girlfight, the latter of which bestowed upon the world the dubious gift of Michelle Rodriguez) is without a doubt the best of the bunch to come along thus far, although given its surprisingly uneven narrative, that’s not saying much. First off, for those of you who are wondering: yes, Kusama kept in the scene where the two leads Jennifer (Megan Fox) and her oddly named best friend Needy (Amanda Seyfried) share a “controversial” lesbian kiss. It’s in close-up, it’s almost two minutes long, …

DVD Review: “My Name Is Bruce”

I have to admit, I’ve always been more a fan of B-movie living legend Bruce Campbell‘s personality than I have any of his films. Like most celebrities, there are conflicting stories of whether Bruce is a duke or a douche, but from every interview I’ve ever seen or read concerning him, he seems to be a very down-to-earth guy who’s well aware of his place in the universe, and which in turn makes him appear to be a more affable guy than most…and in the long run, makes watching those few films I’ve seen him in(the big ones like the Evil Dead trilogy, and the seldom-seen like Terminal Invasion) easier to enjoy. I love any actor who’s willing to poke fun at themselves and deflate their perceived image whenever possible, and in his newest flick, My Name Is Bruce, Campbell pokes long and hard, and does a whole lot of deflating. Playing a sleazy version of himself–jackass on set, living in a beat-up trailer and drinking Shemp Whiskey out of his dog Sam’nRob’s (one of the …