Sentences with phrase «for grand guignol»

When it first appeared, our reviewer welcomed its preference for Grand Guignol intensity over «lazy splatter».

It plays like an overture for Grand Guignol to come, but Life primly avoids further gross - outs, declining to explore territory where Carpenter or Cronenberg — heck, even Collet - Serra or Natali — might have ventured.

Not exact matches

For sheer shock value, there is, again, one moment of nightmarish Grand Guignol carnage, which I suppose makes this required viewing for gore - hound completisFor sheer shock value, there is, again, one moment of nightmarish Grand Guignol carnage, which I suppose makes this required viewing for gore - hound completisfor gore - hound completists.

De Palma's victims have often been women, and his carousel of Grand Guignol style and campy tone, sometimes in the same scene, can still make for a queasy ride.

Here's a Halloween pick for you: a macabre musical about a sociopathic barber (Johnny Depp) with flashing razors and a demented cook (Helena Bonham Carter) who hides the evidence of his murders into meat pies, directed by Tim Burton, the dark fantastist of American cinema, as both threepenny opera and Grand Guignol.

A bizarro Grand Guignol psychological thriller about a young business executive (Dane DeHaan) who is sent to a rehabilitation spa in the Swiss Alps from which no one ever leaves, «A Cure for Wellness» is a creepy, slow - burning exploration of the porous boundary between health and sickness, sanity and madness, packed with disturbing, visually striking images of slithering eels, torturous dentistry and eerily empty hallways.

Blood and Black Lace (Arrow / MVD, Blu - ray + DVD), Mario Bava's 1964 landmark, is my pick for the birth of the giallo, and the mix of poetic, haunting beauty with Grand Guignol gore and a bent of sexual perversity is beautifully serves in this astounding 2K restoration from the original camera negative.

The only things keeping Dawn of the Dead from soaring are a quartet of characters (the doomed dad, the slut, the slack - jawed yokel, the cross-dressing émigré) who function as distracting padding — and the sort of squeamishness in regards to hardcore gore that our culture of creeping sanctimony has made par for the course since the grand guignol of the original.

When this movie violates its own case and crosses into the Grand Guignol - for example, the close - ups of the skin flying off a woman's back as she's whipped - the excess feels much more egregious than if a bad movie did the same.

As its Grand Guignol and penny dreadfulness unfold in the dockyards, back alleys, gin houses and opium dens of a corrupted capital baying for blood (and that enjoys a good show), the film's commitment to anatomising a marginalised demimonde oppressed either for its class, ethnicity, gender or sexuality might almost earn it the label of Marxist.

Yet for all that Pam Grier / Sarah Connor / Atomic Blonde machisma, there's also a surprisingly feminine energy to a movie spilling Grand Guignol buckets of blood, and with a sneer by Josh Brolin that could curdle whatever's left.

Adapted from the autobiography of escapee Robert E. Burns, it skates about some specifics, never naming the state which claps the hero into grand guignol prison camps (the book was called I Am a Fugitive From a Georgia Chain Gang) but is eye - openingly frank for a film of its vintage.

Eschewing the Grand Guignol elements of Michael Powell's Peeping Tom, music video director Romanek opts for the ticking - time - bomb, antiseptic, wide - angle creepiness of mid-career Kubrick.

They take «Get Out» seriously, because Peele, having laid the groundwork for the movie in multiple sketches on Comedy Central's «Key & Peele» that pulled humor out of racism, leaned into the horror classics that brought Grand Guignol wit to their dark themes: «Rosemary's Baby,» «The Stepford Wives,» and «Scream.»

A tight - knit crowd packed in for a night of experimental animation called «The Magic Floot,» part of an ongoing screening series dubbed «Thurb's Grand Guignol,» after the 1900s Parisian theater that specialized in productions full of questionable taste and high entertainment value, all videos projected from Thurber's laptop to a gallery wall.