
Rabid Dogs, 2015 – ★★★
Taut and stripped-down, it delivers a lean dose of tension. Doesn’t eclipse the original, but stands strong on its own.

Taut and stripped-down, it delivers a lean dose of tension. Doesn’t eclipse the original, but stands strong on its own.

Starts with charm and energy, but slowly loses steam as it goes—what begins strong fades into something far less memorable.

Operatic gunfights, wild performances, and pure ’90s excess—an unapologetic blast that turns action into high art chaos.

A fresh historical backdrop gives this shark tale some bite. It doesn’t reinvent the genre, but the setting alone makes…

Exactly the kind of ridiculous creature feature the title promises—goofy, bloody, and proudly dumb in all the right ways.

I’d much rather have a music biopic focus on one specific time in an artist’s career. This one nailed it…

It’s been a week and I still have no idea what to feel about this one.

For me this was a major let down after how much I enjoyed Titane.

Kind of a fun watch. Of course nothing really happens until the last 5 minutes.

One of those tough to watch horror movies out of time: too much 70’s slog, not enough 80’s fun.

Mean, empty, and painfully misguided—shock without purpose from a filmmaker capable of far better. Whatever the excuse, the result is…

I’ve always known this one is out there. Now I have watched it. And that’s the end of that.

Not for the faint of heart, but the outrageous gore and crude humor eventually win you over. Dumb, mean-spirited fun…

Interesting setup but failed to really keep me interedted by the end.

Looked great but not a single new thing here we haven’t seen dozens of times before.