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vivarium /vʌɪˈvɛːrɪəm,vɪˈvɛːrɪəm/noun noun: vivarium; plural noun: vivaria an enclosure, container, or structure adapted or prepared for keeping animals under semi-natural conditions for observation or study or as pets; an aquarium or terrarium. I had to look up the meaning of Vivarium before watching Lorcan Finnegan’s second feature film, as due to Marvel’s dominance over the
Daniel Isn’t Real was one of the star attractions at last year’s 20th Anniversary Frightfest. The film, directed and co-written by Adam Egypt Mortimer, stars Mile Robbins as Luke, a very troubled young man. Struggling to cope with his everyday life, he finds himself reconnecting with his imaginary friend Daniel (Patrick Schwarzenegger), but Daniel isn’t
It’s easy to be scathing about the recent BBC adaptation of Watership Down. All the criticisms are valid particularly regarding the animation; the rabbits are almost indistinguishable and look more like hares than rabbits. There are peculiar diversions from the novel – I was particularly aghast at a bizarre pink crystal-worship-chanting scene. There are several
There’s an insidious undertone at the end of Welcome Home implying that by renting a property through Airbnb, you’re essentially opening yourself to an online cabal of voyeuristic peeping toms that want nothing more than to see you in all your naked man-boobied glory, taking a shower or swimming in a pool. Or murdering someone. Perhaps the
There is much to be said for watching a film that revels in tense unpredictability. Far too often movies fall into the realm of the foreseeable. You know how it will end from the moment it begins [or a little longer into the film, but not by much]. Thankfully, Bad Times at the El Royale
You know that part in Vampire’s Kiss where Nicolas Cage, perhaps high on cocaine, runs around the streets of New York screaming at bewildered pedestrians, ‘I’m a Vampire! I’m a vampire!’ Well, that’s kind of the plot of House II: The Second Story – it has a semblance of direction, but it’s layered with so much asinine ‘what
I love Halloween. For me, October is simply an excuse to binge-watch a bunch of horror movies from yesteryear and distract myself from the real horrors of the outside world. And, like all of us this year, I really needed cheering up. It’s been proper ugly out there of late. There’s fuckface von Clownstick Donald
‘Knock, knock, let the devil in’ yells Eminem over the ending credits of this bizarre mess of a motion picture, by which point, Mr.Mathers, I already had: The devil, of course, being Sony Pictures, and letting them in referring to giving them more of my hard-earned wages to watch the latest train-wreck of an offering
