Dystopian futures are a funny old thing. Just as long as humankind’s civil liberties are being well and truly ploughed in the rear, the faceless
Dystopian futures are a funny old thing. Just as long as humankind’s civil liberties are being well and truly ploughed in the rear, the faceless
World War II men on a mission movies: we all know them and we all love them (the good ones, anyway) but sometimes, aside from
The first Iron Man and The Avengers aside, there was a distinct feeling by 2014 that the MCU was somewhat of a one trick pony.
When casting my eye over the frequently unloved werewolf genre (one of the benefits of having no real life to speak off), I’m always shocked
I’m pretty sure, logically speaking, that Chucky’s second cinematic slaughter spree doesn’t strictly deserve four stars and yet scroll down a bit and check out