Will Neil Marshall ever get his mojo back? After finding early success with a run of lean, mean, low-budget face-melters — Dog Soldiers and The Descent…
Jean-Claude Van Damme, it’s been a minute, buddy. Van Damme’s last starring vehicle, the not-particularly-exciting but still charming The Last Mercenary, mostly survived on…
Here at InRO, we’ve been banging the drum for low-budget action auteur Jesse V. Johnson for years. Best known for his numerous collaborations with…
Out of John Edward Williams’ three seminal novels — a trio of recently rediscovered bildungsromans about hapless young men who live uneventful lives (save…
Hard Rain meets Crawl in The Flood, director Brandon Slagle’s ultra-low-budget creature feature that would feel right at home in the 11:00 PM Tuesday…
Despite being arguably the popular genre of the classical era of Hollywood, the Western has faded over time into the background of mainstream cinema.…
If the recent High Heat represents a kind of floor for a DTV genre work — some perfect okay action courtesy of a game…
We’ve frequently proselytized for the relative value of the DTV action-thriller here at InRO, but the truth of the matter is that, more often…
Summit Fever could have climbed to better heights, but it’s base-level take leaves it just a cheesy, overlong mess. With rock-climbing films steadily entering…
A jumbled mess of clichés and empty symbols in search of deeper meaning, Mona Lisa and the Blood Moon does little more than usher viewers down…
House of Darkness absolutely butchers its attempt at a female empowerment tale, landing somewhere between overtly offensive and appallingly stupid. It’s feast or famine when…
Maneater is confounding and viscerally dull take on the shark attack subgenre. The glut of shark-themed films airing on the SyFy Channel on a weekly…
American Carnage is harmlessly fun and occasionally intriguing in its provocations, but it’s all predicated too closely on overly familiar touchstones. What’s the ideal…
Cryo hints early on at a future-facing work of exhilarating promise and peril, but is ultimately cloaked in a calcified slab of ice. Barrett Burgin’s…
There Are No Saints is for exploitation heads only, a warmed-over rehash that excises much of Schrader’s heady themes in favor of bland bloodshed.…
Bull offers genre fans 80 minutes of satisfyingly amoral brutality, but its swing-for-the-fences finale misses the mark. There’s no shortage of revenge pictures out there;…
So Cold the River’s successfully unnerves for a while, but ultimately gives into to more gauche and bloody flourishes. Horror likes to look backward,…
Panama is a muddled and befuddling film, offering a few choice Neveldine aesthetic choices but otherwise exhibiting a confused embrace of cliché. Intended as a…