HauntedWeen, 1991 – ★★★
Low-budget charm and goofy energy make this a perfect slice of regional horror comfort food. Pure 90s fun.
Low-budget charm and goofy energy make this a perfect slice of regional horror comfort food. Pure 90s fun.
Wild, messy, and unapologetically Begos—flawed but bursting with energy and attitude. You’ve got to admire the swing.
Mean-spirited and tightly wound, it’s a grim, unsettling ride that sticks in your head long after.
Relentlessly tense and deeply unsettling—a masterclass in sustained dread.
Mark Hamill shines, elevating a solid and engaging story. A strong genre outing even though I am not the biggest Stephen King fan.
Competently made and well-acted, but plays it far too safe to justify revisiting the material.
Cheap, uninspired, and painfully dull—an empty cash-in with nothing to offer but frustration.
Starts off promising but crashes hard by the end—an infuriating finish to an already hollow film.
Drawn-out and repetitive, it stretches a thin idea well past its breaking point. Style without momentum.
Ambitious and uneven, but the effort shows—blending familiar concepts into something that’s at least engaging.
Lifeless and filler-like, it exists only to bridge the gap to another sequel no one asked for.
Unsettling and raw, it earns its reputation with a slow build that explodes into pure chaos. Hard to shake once it’s over.
Devastating and unforgettable—a brutal, transcendent landmark of modern horror that still cuts deep.
Polished and spooky with enough scares to satisfy—doesn’t reinvent the formula, but keeps the franchise alive and well.