Frank's Movie Log

How did a 40-year-old, little-seen Canadian horror movie land a 2k restoration and limited theatrical run? It started with an internet movie review.

I spent a good portion of John Wick: Chapter 2 thinking Keanu Reeves wasn’t right for the titular part. Then I realized he makes the film work.

Maléfique falls short of its potential.

The Bird with the Crystal Plumage impresses, despite a few missteps.

The two-piece bathing suit isn’t worth it.

Watching Green Room, I caught myself holding my breath. It's that kind of movie.

The Big Stampede has little to recommend it.

Ocean's Thirteen resurrects the caper picture.

Christmas Evil isn't the sleazy Santa slasher you'd expect.

Jack Frost is bad, even by “movie about a killer snowman” standards. And those are low standards.

Sam Peckinpah's Straw Dogs is an ugly, brutal, nihilistic, gut-punch of a horror film.

The Getaway is a slick bit of neo-noir exploitation.

Doctor Strange offers ephemeral entertainment.

The underwater scenes in Sagebrush Trail belie its shoestring budget.

Chris Sarandon saves The Sentinel from its own excess.

A producer's meddling keeps Curse of the Demon from perfection.

Torso executes a generic plot with panache.

The Pit careens between laughable and disturbing.

I was still watching Saturday morning cartoons and struggling with cursive writing when I first saw Phantasm. It traumatized me.

Mars Attacks! could have been awful but settles for mediocre.