You don’t need method acting when facing down the dead, you need hard-arsed bastards.
The stench of Catholic corruption clings to every frame of “Rec 2.”
The scariest thing about Freddy isn’t his fistful of knives but his commanding, almost seductive presence.
“I really wanted the audience to be genuinely frightened and terrified by what they were seeing.”
“Bromley Marks” sounds and acts like a bloated investment bank feeding off the remains of humanity.
“The 69 Eyes are like Elvis meets Dracula in Helsinki.”
Zombie strippers chase punters still clutching their beer.
“If you destroy the Demons’ race, the universe will just cough up something else to keep the numbers of the humans down.”
The battle is a blur of blood and bodies. Time feels slow, but a part of me knows it is speeding by.
Hunters are hell-bent on destroying every single Demon. They don’t know the full extent of our being and none of them have ever tried to find out. They don’t understand that we only kill because we have to.