The Wave, 2015 – ★★★
Ignore the head-scratching decisions and there’s a solid disaster thriller underneath—tense set pieces and just enough heart to make it work.
Ignore the head-scratching decisions and there’s a solid disaster thriller underneath—tense set pieces and just enough heart to make it work.
Moody but monotonous, it drifts through familiar ghost story beats without offering much to set it apart.
Driven by a magnetic ensemble and a nerve-shredding setup, it keeps the tension high and never stumbles.
Stylish and dripping with mood—the vibe alone carried me. I’ll always show up for this directing duo’s flair.
Brutal, stripped-down action with just enough escalation to justify its return. Not as fresh, but still a blast—I’d happily watch him go to war again.
Lean, nasty, and surprisingly clever—it’s easily the most fun of the recent public-domain horror wave.
All the slow-burn folk horror tropes I struggle with—moody, murky, and more cryptic than compelling. Just not my thing.
Polished but painfully familiar, it walks well-worn territory without adding anything fresh or compelling.
Gritty and grounded, with strong performances and a story that burns slow but steady. A tough, compelling slice of blue-collar drama.
Drips with atmosphere and striking visuals, but beneath the style there’s just not enough story to hold it together.
Strains for cleverness but never quite earns it—more smug than smart, with a twist that lands flat.
Hooks you with a strong premise and steady tension, but the payoff never quite hits as hard as it should. Solid ride, soft landing.
Relentless and brutal, with fight choreography that hits like a truck. Tony Jaa proves yet again he deserves way more recognition.
Plays it straight, but the unintentional laughs steal the show. Way more entertaining than it probably meant to be.
Scrappy, sincere, and bursting with old-school charm—it’s the kind of earnest fantasy romp they just don’t make anymore.