Nothing could possibly satisfy the fervent expectation that has built for Ridley Scott's sort-of-prequel to his genre-defining "Alien," but "Prometheus," the director's return to science fiction for the first time in more than 30 years, comes close.
Stop reading this review right now. Go see "The Cabin in the Woods," then come back and we can have a conversation about it. Just trust me on this. The less you know going into it, the better.
The words, somber and undeniably true, hit the screen: "The Vatican did not endorse this film nor aid in its completion." No, the Holy See apparently is waiting to back an exorcism movie that's a little less hilariously lame.
The bottom line on any horror picture is clear-cut and simple. How many times does it raise the hair on the back of your neck? How often do you jump?
Size shouldn't matter when it comes to scary creatures. After all, plenty of people are terrified of rats and spiders.
If there was any lesson to draw from the first "Paranormal Activity," it would be that men should take their girlfriends' worries seriously, especially when it comes to encounters with the demonic.
"The Last Exorcism" is one of the scariest movies to come along in a long time, until the last five minutes or so, when it completely falls apart.
The DNA mashup in the fright flick "Splice" is more of a sausage grinder than the delicate conjoining the title implies. Kind of a "let's mix together human genetic stuff and a bunch of animal building blocks and see what sort of breakfast links pop out."
One, two, Freddy's coming for you ... again? No seriously, Freddy's back again? How is that possible? He's a psycho killer and all, but still, he's been through a lot since the original "A Nightmare on Elm Street" back in 1984.
Just for the record, the time to tell your significant other that an evil force has been stalking you since you were eight is long before you're engaged and have moved in together.