Movie Review: mother! (2017)
Its a rare thing for a film to affect me on a very deep level, to touch something almost primal and leave me effected by its resonance in its wake. I can think of only a handful of films that fit that description. SCANNERS cemented my adoration of horror as a genre. I'd always greatly enjoyed horror growing up, but this film led me truly fall in love with horror. It led me to embrace the fear and the artistry of the medium, and I can honestly say that it had a huge impact on my life. THREADS took the sum-total of my long-simmering cold-war terror in the face of possible nuclear annihilation, distilled it down into a concentrated dose, and then forced it down my throat. Bleak, unrelenting, cruel, hopeless, and immersive, this film became my inoculation against that fear, a fear which has never died. And every few years, I put on THREADS, and take another dose, shake myself out of the world it creates and then destroys, and go on with my life. THE CROW affected me largely because ...