Death of Me, 2020 – ★★
Glossy but empty, it fades from memory almost instantly—nothing to grab onto or care about.
Glossy but empty, it fades from memory almost instantly—nothing to grab onto or care about.
Too uneven to fully land. Flashes of potential that don’t quite add up.
Breaks the format too often to fully work, but still delivers enough to keep it engaging.
Ambitious but flat, it never finds the spark to match its potential—a rare stumble from a usually reliable filmmaker.
Ambitious but painfully dull, it meanders without purpose and fails to deliver on its intriguing setup.
Tightly made and surprisingly effective, it squeezes a lot of thrills out of limited resources. A sharp little action gem.
Derivative and uninspired, it recycles familiar beats without adding anything fresh or memorable.
Stuck in neutral, it drags on with little suspense or payoff—more chore than chiller.
Thin and uninspired, it trudges along without offering much beyond basic genre beats. Quickly forgettable.
Gory, fast-paced, and surprisingly solid—easily the standout entry, showing there’s still some life in this series.
Inventive and offbeat, it blends genres with wild energy. Flawed but fascinating—and the upcoming remake should be something to see.
A solid update with some sharp moments, but the late twist undercuts much of the goodwill the entire series built.
Clumsy and contrived, it coasts on the success of the first but feels like a tired, rushed cash-in.
Slick, cheesy, and packed with 90s charm—it may not reinvent the slasher, but it’s still a blast to revisit.
Disturbing and uncompromising, but the lack of justice leaves it hollow. A bleak tale that tests patience as much as faith.