Today's audience might balk at something as basic as Hands of the Ripper. The seasoned fright fan will find much more here to be happy about.
Actresses in films often do better -- artistically and usually commercially -- when partnered with other women instead of paired up with any number of leading men, regardless of their supposed box office draw or potential romantic chemistry.
It's time to pull the plug on these 10 film franchises before they, Heaven help us, spawn more sequels. Too late!
This idea is the product of kneejerk brainstorming, not actual rational thought.
Chasing the shadows of noir.
Not much more, though.
Refn seems to take his title seriously. Not even he will let the audience off the hook by dumbing down the more disturbing aspects of his movie.
The result is a baffling bifurcated experience that's never really satisfying, no matter the side your sentiments fall on.
Welcome to our weekly field guide to 1950s horror and sci-fi movies and the creatures that inhabit them. This week: gender equality takes a hit (along with much else) in The Wild Women of Wongo.