A mashup between Emma Tammi's THE WIND and Owen Egerton's MERCY BLACK (more the former). Atmospheric period chills barely overstay their 93-minute welcome. It's otherwise tight enough as mother and son fight a shadowy creature — worth a Netflix stream, imo.
Where The Witch unleashes disturbed cinematography or Lizzie swings a vicious ax, The Last Thing Mary Saw is a duller distillation of the fear-based corruption that faith can spread.
I’ve seen filmmakers make period recreations pop and breathe excitement into cobwebbed structures. Adversely, The Last Thing Mary Saw feels restrained by its means—unable to emphasize its ultimate payoffs—and beholden to a tiptoe pace that won’t ensnare all audiences.
Anyone can recognize the power behind the messaging at its concept’s core.…
'Scream' slashes through modern horror culture with a blood-slick, merciless blade in this fifth franchise entry that's just as spirited and sharp as Wes Craven's originals.
It shouldn't work, and no one understands that better than Radio Silence, the writers, and actors — which is precisely why it does.
Some might find the heavy-meta approach too much, but for me, it was just right.
It's simple. I found the film vulnerable and intimate, but also strung together with cotton candy threads that disintegrated as each scene passed. Yes, it's PTA getting back to his roots and emulating Linklater — in my opinion, not very well.
I was never swept up in the magic, to say. Only found tedious swindles and racial stereotypes on a 90s MAD TV caricature level that, um, don't need to be recreated? As a PTA fan otherwise, major bummer.
No hate to those who dug it! This is a "me" thing, it seems.