Author: Michael Flett

It is London, 1884, and fifteen years have passed since the serum of Doctor Henry Jekyll was released into the native population, shattering the walls of self and

“I remember everything,” survivor Summer murmurs, bracing herself against a brick wall for support, blood splattered down her face and through her generous curls. “The singing, the dancing,

Nostalgia is a strange beast, particularly when expressed by someone who wasn’t actually there at the time. There is a tendency to look back on the past and

It’s a hard life trying to make an honest living in what most would see as an inherently dishonest trade, putting loved ones back in touch with their

There is a persistent bias to laud the achievements of those seen as peers over those nominally determined to be “the other.” Those of open mind, when presented

And so it comes to it, the final confrontation between man and apes, the conclusion of the trilogy unexpected in its depth and achievement coming as it did

In order to work effectively the architecture of a ghost story is fundamental; this is not to say the structure of the story, the slow dreadful build of

While it is not unheard of for the fantastic cinema of Russia to make its way to the west – Andrei Tarkovsky’s Solaris in 1972, Timur Bekmambetov’s Night

Carl has had bad nights and bad mornings before. It’s a year since he was released from prison and he no longer drinks. “It sends me off,” he

In a genre littered with controversial films, works which have been heavily censored or outright banned, Jörg Buttgereit’s 1987 Nekromantik is in a league of its own, an