Ah, summer camp, where generations of teens have gone to learn outdoor skills, fall in love, lose their virginity, and subsequently be murdered by either psychotic killers or supernatural forces beyond their control. Or, in the case of Erik Bloomquist’s horror-comedy, She Came from the Woods, both.
As bleak as 2020 has been, we could all use a touch of hope, optimism, and to be a bit more excellent to each other. Which is part of why we’re so excited for Bill & Ted Face the Music, the long-in-development third chapter in the Bill & Ted saga. (Also, because the first two rank among our favorite films of all time.) Face the Music is still slated to open this summer—we’ll see how that goes—and now we have our first trailer. Check it out, dudes.
Joe Begos’ VFW feels like it crawled out of a grimy, urine-soaked 1980s gutter. And I mean that in the best possible way. This mutant-punks-versus-grizzled-war-vets opus is so dirty and sweaty it practically has a smell. Think the scummy, hungover offspring of Assault on Precinct 13. Again, this is all good.
Oh damn, is it 1983? Because this trailer for Joe Begos’ old-dudes-versus-mutant-punks throwback exploitation joint, VFW, certainly makes it feel that way. And I mean that as the highest praise. This movie may have been made with me as the target audience. Check it out below. Probably a couple of times.
Along with The Ring and others, 2004’s The Grudge, an American remake of the 2002 Japanese horror film Ju-on: The Grudge, was at the crest of Hollywood’s fascination with J-horror. (Fun fact, director Takashi Shimizu helmed both versions.) Since it’s been a few years, it’s time to dust off the familiar IP, this time with Nicolas Pesce in the big chair. He brought a great cast, his fascination with bathtubs, and now we have our first look. Check out the trailer for Sam Raimi-produced The Grudge below.
Most possession movies end with the exorcism and wrap up
with a priest casting a nefarious demon from the body of an innocent, unwilling
host. Sprinkle some holy water, say a few chants, cross yourself, and call it a
day, job well done. For writer/director Jordan Galland’s sharp, clever
horror-comedy, Ava’s Possessions, however, this is the
jumping off point.