Showing posts with label Netflix. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Netflix. Show all posts
01 October 2016
Scream Season 2 is now on Netflix
In Season 2, six months have passed and new faces appear as the hunt begins for the Lakewood High killer's mysterious, unknown partner in crime. More info
09 December 2015
The Chosen Now Available on Netflix
Los Angeles, California–On July 24th, Terror Films released its first horror film, The Chosen in a co-distribution partnership with Supergravity Pictures. The film was released on various platforms, including iTunes where it has remained in the top 100 of all horror films for over 8 weeks. As of December 1st, the film is now available through an exclusive SVod deal on Netflix and will be available at Redbox starting December 15th.
The film centers around Cameron (Kian Lawley), a directionless 19 year-old destined to never leave his hometown. He is thrust into the role of hero when his 10 year-old niece, Angie (Mykayla Sohn), becomes possessed by the mythical demon Lilith. With only six days to break the demon's grip on the child, Cameron, with the help of his sister (Angelica Chitwood), must perform the unthinkable task of systematically killing his family members. He must do this in order to rid his niece of the demon and bring peace to his fractured household.
First time feature film director, Ben Jehoshua stated “the story behind The Chosen was sparked when I was sitting at breakfast with my friend and co-writer, Barry Jay Stich. We were talking about our favorite horror films of all time, which led to the topic of our families and how often you hear people say, ‘I’d do anything for my family.’ But then I asked myself, would they really? That was our starting point. My brother Judah, who is an occult fan, suggested the Lilith storyline. We’re Jewish and wanted to explore our own mythology rather than Christian possession or the Greek themes that so often make their way into Horror films dealing with possession.”
Terror Films’ Joe Dain, Miles Fineburg and Jim Klock produced the film and The Chosen stars Kian Lawley, Elizabeth Keener, Angelica Chitwood, Mykayla Sohn, Barbara Goodson, Chris Gann, Casey James Knight, Emily Killian, Dayna Devon, Harv Popick and Penelope Richards.
Trailer: https://vimeo.com/137642361
Downloadable version: https://app.box.com/s/3bnk5v61ew0pn72n6m4bba0mncq3c9t5
iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/movie/the-chosen/id1035045930
Netflix:http://www.netflix.com/search/The%20Chosen?jbv=80064518&jbp=1&jbr=0
RedBox on December 15th: http://www.redbox.com/movies/the-chosen
01 February 2014
Under the Bed 2012 - REVIEW
Boogeyman tales vary by culture but traditionally they are imaginary creatures created by adults to frighten children into submission. There isn't any specific set of rules when it comes to the Boogeyman. He can be something that lurks around the woods, hides in closets or dwells under the bed. His look comes in various forms as does his reasons for stalking children. I remember getting out of bed when I was little to turn the light off or go to the bathroom then making a mad dash and a frantic leap onto my bed because I was afraid of what MIGHT be hiding under there.
Oh how I would love to give you a better synopsis for this film but that's about all the substance there is to it. By the end, the audience is left with more questions than answers. What is this monster? Where did it come from? Why is it stalking these particular two boys? What really happened to their mother? Why was Neal sent away? How does he move from one location to another but not follow Neal to the house he spent the prior two years in? Why is their house always so dark? And WHY is their Dad SUCH an asshole? Oh my God, my head hurts. There are so many missing pieces to the puzzle that is 'Under the Bed'. What started out as a phenomenal kid type horror movie (in the vein of Goosebumps) turned into a mishmash of… I don't even know what. The audience will spend the first two acts of the film without ever seeing the monster except for an arm here and there. The final act is where the action kicks in and where the film will likely lose most people.

15 February 2012
Rubber 2010 - REVIEW
Let me start off by saying I never had any intentions of watching this film at least not until a friend asked if I'd seen it and said he'd like to see me review it. So, like the good friend that I am, I did it. I watched it. I sat through the whole 82 minutes. That's 1 hour and 22 minutes... 1 hour and 22 minutes!!
Robert, the tire, wakes up to discover he's been abandoned in a desert dump. As he rolls along the desolate landscape, he realizes he possesses telepathic powers that enable him to destroy anything he wants. While he's quite content using his abilities to blow up bunnies and crows or crush scorpions and spiders, all that changes when he crosses paths with a beautiful, mysterious woman. After a hit and miss with a pick up, Robert turns his "anger" towards humans as he tracks the woman from one place to the next leaving a trail of dead bodies behind him.
I don't even know what to say about the cast of this film. The acting left a lot to be desired but I don't think that's a reflection on their part. I think with the crap they were given they managed to pull through it. Even veteran actor Wings Hauser seemed to get bogged down in bad dialogue and his was probably the best performance of the whole lot. Jack Plotnick, the accountant did a fair job when he was actually given something to do. BTW, without going to IMDb, how are you suppose to know he's an accountant? Did they say it and I was so bored outta my skull that I missed it? With the exception of Stephen Spinella the rest of the cast is inconsequential because they either appear once and get blown up or they just walk off screen and never come back.
I understand that this was suppose to be "all about the art". I know there are paintings out there that people look at and wonder what it is and without explanation, the interpretation of said painting can differ greatly from one person to the next. I think it's fair to say that about many things books, sculptures, films. On the other hand, if I'm gonna take the 82 minutes of my day to sit down and watch a film, I don't want to have to wonder what the fuck I just watched. Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind is an art house film. Memento is an art house film. This is far from an art house film. Yes, the cinematography was nice. The direction was okay but seriously, how far can you take a film about a rogue tire??
Basically Rubber is a film within a film, black comedy that pays homage to "no reason". Why is the alien in ET brown? No reason. Why did the characters in Love Story fall madly in love with each other? No reason. In retrospect, I guess this "no reason" thing works out pretty well for this film since I can't give you one single fucking reason why you should waste 82 minutes of your time watching it. I didn't find it funny or amusing or at all interesting for that matter and I find it quite absurd that this film actually got a theatrical release. I've seen independent art house films that struggled just to get a DVD release and this trash gets into a theater. I feel sorry for anyone who actually paid money to see this ridiculousness, unless you miraculously enjoyed it and then... yay you. I want a refund and I watched it for free on Netflix. If it hadn't been for Beau Nelson, I never would've even looked twice at it. By the way, thanks for that Beau... you owe me 82 minutes! Want something fun to do? Go grab some pliers, sit down and yank your toe nails out one by one. That would be less painful that sitting through this one.
Robert, the tire, wakes up to discover he's been abandoned in a desert dump. As he rolls along the desolate landscape, he realizes he possesses telepathic powers that enable him to destroy anything he wants. While he's quite content using his abilities to blow up bunnies and crows or crush scorpions and spiders, all that changes when he crosses paths with a beautiful, mysterious woman. After a hit and miss with a pick up, Robert turns his "anger" towards humans as he tracks the woman from one place to the next leaving a trail of dead bodies behind him.
I don't even know what to say about the cast of this film. The acting left a lot to be desired but I don't think that's a reflection on their part. I think with the crap they were given they managed to pull through it. Even veteran actor Wings Hauser seemed to get bogged down in bad dialogue and his was probably the best performance of the whole lot. Jack Plotnick, the accountant did a fair job when he was actually given something to do. BTW, without going to IMDb, how are you suppose to know he's an accountant? Did they say it and I was so bored outta my skull that I missed it? With the exception of Stephen Spinella the rest of the cast is inconsequential because they either appear once and get blown up or they just walk off screen and never come back.
I understand that this was suppose to be "all about the art". I know there are paintings out there that people look at and wonder what it is and without explanation, the interpretation of said painting can differ greatly from one person to the next. I think it's fair to say that about many things books, sculptures, films. On the other hand, if I'm gonna take the 82 minutes of my day to sit down and watch a film, I don't want to have to wonder what the fuck I just watched. Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind is an art house film. Memento is an art house film. This is far from an art house film. Yes, the cinematography was nice. The direction was okay but seriously, how far can you take a film about a rogue tire??
Basically Rubber is a film within a film, black comedy that pays homage to "no reason". Why is the alien in ET brown? No reason. Why did the characters in Love Story fall madly in love with each other? No reason. In retrospect, I guess this "no reason" thing works out pretty well for this film since I can't give you one single fucking reason why you should waste 82 minutes of your time watching it. I didn't find it funny or amusing or at all interesting for that matter and I find it quite absurd that this film actually got a theatrical release. I've seen independent art house films that struggled just to get a DVD release and this trash gets into a theater. I feel sorry for anyone who actually paid money to see this ridiculousness, unless you miraculously enjoyed it and then... yay you. I want a refund and I watched it for free on Netflix. If it hadn't been for Beau Nelson, I never would've even looked twice at it. By the way, thanks for that Beau... you owe me 82 minutes! Want something fun to do? Go grab some pliers, sit down and yank your toe nails out one by one. That would be less painful that sitting through this one.
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