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You won’t find a gradual build-up here—this is a film that bursts through the screen already in fifth gear. What follows is less a plot than a freewheeling eruption of sex, flamboyant visuals, and satirical jabs aimed in every direction. UP! isn’t designed for neat interpretation or classic structure; it moves more like an exaggerated fever dream than a traditionally constructed film. You either go along for the ride or get left behind by its chaos.

There’s a unique kind of energy in films that straddle the line between raw grit and something more, and this one finds itself right in that messy, chaotic intersection. With its modest runtime and unapologetically confrontational subject matter, it tackles themes of vengeance, justice, and psychological madness without ever pretending to offer clean answers. At its core, it’s a story about a man pushed to act when no one else will. Still, the execution provides more than just a straightforward revenge plot—it’s a snapshot of disillusionment, buried trauma, and moral rot cloaked in the visual shorthand of exploitation cinema.

When a movie hands you a mutant rat and a campsite full of potential victims, it should be a slam dunk for B-movie fun. But instead of embracing its crazy premise and letting loose, this one seems content to spin its wheels in a swamp of dead-end jokes, forced subplots, and forgettable characters. There's a difference between low-budget charm and lack of vision, and unfortunately, this leans hard into the latter. Without a doubt, this all falls on the quantity-over-quality director, Thomas J. Churchill.

There’s a strange pull to a movie that dares to feel bigger than the parts it puts on screen. THINGS TO DO IN DENVER WHEN YOU'RE DEAD seems certain it's tapping into something meaningful—tragic, stylish, maybe even poetic—but that confidence ends up at odds with the film’s execution. With its brooding aesthetic and eclectic ensemble, it lays out the pieces of a memorable crime saga, but the pieces don’t always snap together the way they should. There's enough going on to keep you engaged, but it never quite rises to the level it seems to be aiming for.

Horror doesn’t always need a monster to haunt you. Sometimes the real unease builds in silence—in the way someone avoids a memory, or how a smile doesn’t quite reach their eyes. This film thrives on that discomfort, building its atmosphere from emotional static rather than loud theatrics. Instead of chasing adrenaline, it slips under the skin, turning introspection into something unnerving. What unfolds isn’t just psychological horror—it’s a slow collapse of certainty, where what’s real becomes less important than what you’ve tried not to remember.

This project brings an unparalleled energy to the coming-of-age genre, blending its Gen Z identity with a sense of emotional growth, expressive visuals, and a leading performance that anchors everything with genuine feeling. It may seem like a light-hearted road trip story, but beneath the surface lies a layered exploration of queerness, identity, and friendship that knows when to play things light and when to let its heart show.

Horror can hit differently, especially when it trusts its audience to sit with discomfort and draw fear from familiarity. That’s the kind of confidence this film runs on. With deliberate style choices and an eye for the understated, it manages to build tension out of stillness, suspense out of silence, and danger out of the mundane. From its framework to its methodical pacing, this one doesn’t beg for attention—it earns it on its terms.

Sometimes tension doesn’t announce itself—it builds, like a storm you don’t realize is coming until it’s already overhead. That’s the approach JACKKNIFE takes from the outset, wrapping its suspense in atmosphere and understatement instead of theatricality. It’s a story anchored in a singular moment, but the real focus lies in everything that unfolds after. The film takes a more introspective approach, examining how trauma lingers and how society responds when survival comes at a cost.

The legacy of Chang Cheh can’t be overstated—he helped redefine the male-centric action genre in Hong Kong cinema, introducing themes of loyalty, sacrifice, and righteous rebellion long before they became mainstream storytelling devices. Eureka’s set, THE MAGNIFICENT CHANG CHEH, brings together two distinct works from his filmography: THE MAGNIFICENT TRIO and MAGNIFICENT WANDERERS, offering a snapshot of the director’s evolution from mid-1960s traditionalism to late 1970s mythmaking. While both films explore similar themes of camaraderie and defiance, their storytelling dynamics and execution place them at opposite ends of the genre spectrum.

GIRL WITH A SUITCASE is a gentle but impactful experience that pulls viewers into the complexities of two very different lives—characters trapped in realities neither has the tools nor the permission to escape. The film isn't simply a story of love or heartache; it's about the invisible chains imposed by social expectations and personal insecurities.

There’s a certain thrill in watching a film that intentionally refuses to act a certain way. From its opening minutes, this one sidesteps every narrative expectation and tears through genre boundaries with all the subtlety of a hammer. What looks like a tale of success under pressure—a young woman’s unexpected rise in a traditionally male-dominated sport—gradually mutates into something far more haunting. What starts with a swing and a smile ends in smoke and confusion, unmasking the machine behind modern stardom and what happens when the illusion becomes unbearable.

You can almost hear the pitch meeting: revenge-fueled drama, undercover intrigue, aerial explosions, and two burning love interests—packaged into one feature-length storm. THE ADVENTURERS sets out to juggle multiple genres with the swagger of a globe-trotting spy thriller and the emotional stakes of a personal vendetta. The result? A volatile mix of ambition and execution that somehow entertains, frustrates, and impresses, all in equal measure.

When horror sidesteps extravagant scares and instead patiently constructs dread from lingering shadows, it usually sets the stage for something special. FRÉWAKA makes a decent effort at this, pulling you into its world where Irish folklore quietly mingles with personal tragedy. The result isn’t always smooth, but there’s something oddly captivating about how this film chooses to tell its story, preferring atmosphere over action, whispers over screams.

Capturing the life of a legendary musician involves far more than simply recounting the highlights of their career. ARTIE SHAW: TIME IS ALL YOU'VE GOT navigates this challenge, balancing the glamour of celebrity with the less comfortable realities that accompany creative brilliance. Director Brigitte Berman’s insightful and often playful documentary offers an in-depth look into the complex and contradictory personality of Artie Shaw, providing a vibrant yet realistic depiction of a man whose talent frequently clashed with his aversion to fame.

When the walls start to close in, what do people cling to first: their morality or their mortgage? That question hovers over every silence and sideways glance in this darkly comic ensemble piece. The film walks the tightrope between discomfort and absurdity, carefully peeling back layers of social pleasantries to expose a core built on convenience, compromise, and just a hint of chaos. What begins as a simple gathering spirals into an unintended test of friendships, loyalties, and ethics, revealing the unnerving ease with which people can slip into denial when their lifestyle is at stake.