I watched just three movies last week.
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- I didn’t much enjoy Bones and All, to be honest, despite its being well shot with some good performances—particularly from a creepily odd Mark Rylance. The film is just too slow and meandering; I wasn’t very compelled by the tragic romance at its heart, nor did I think it was especially profound just because it told its story through the metaphor of grisly cannibalism.
- I liked Evil Dead Rise a lot better than the 2013 remake, but I didn’t like that one very much at all. This new film has several clever visual tricks up its sleeve, even if a few of them do occasionally seem a little borrowed. (Seriously, there’s no way to fill an elevator with a river of blood and not feel like a poor man’s rip-off of The Shining.) The film is definitely bloody and gnarly, but I’m not sure it does anything half as interesting with that added gore as Sam Raimi did in the first two films, and I think the opening sequence thoroughly undercuts the shock of the ending. Still, it has its scary moments.
- I was surprised by how much I enjoyed Renfield, and by how many of the movie’s jokes really landed for me. A lot of that is down to a talented cast—although Shohreh Aghdashloo feels just a little wasted—but it’s also a pretty clever script. It’s hardly a brilliant movie, but it is very silly and a lot of fun.