In 1984, the late, great Wes Craven – coming off a string of forgettable duds (Swamp Thing, anyone?) – managed to finally make good on
Jason Vorhees, cinema’s pre-eminent go-to guy for mass slaughter, can be accused of a lot of things – a sizeable impulse control issue and gargantuan
Jason is dead. Long live… “pseudo Jason”? After catching a machete to the side of the head which promptly turned his skull into the fleshy
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Blumhouse has made quite the name for themselves as a studio that has one eye firmly on the major issues of the times. With such
For a moment there where it seemed that director James Wan wasn’t going to live up to the overwhelming promise of his debut movie, Saw.