The Restoration of Grayson Manor
Glenn McQuaid brings us into the colorful (in every sense) world of legacy, sex, and monstrous overtone. Welcome to The Restoration of Grayson Manor, and all its double entendres for dysfunction, identity, and frivolity.
Matriarch Jacqueline’s obsession with son Boyd producing an heir comes with debasing strings attached, but disguised as a favor. Jacqueline poo-poos Boyd’s career as a pianist, which further strains their already thin bond with her disapproval of his sexuality. Following a one-night stand on the grounds, and an “oops, I forgot to change out of your nightie” to rub it in mummy’s face, a freak accident in which Boyd saves his mother from death ultimately severs Boyd’s hands at the wrists.
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To motivate Boyd to keep living, Jacqueline claims to bring in a world-renowned team of doctors and therapists, creating him a one-of-a-kind set of bionic hands. As Boyd slowly lets his guard down with nurse Lee, his connection with the bionic hands grows stronger. Boyd’s emotions begin to control the hands, but their actions play out his deepest, most vengeful desires.
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Gabriela Garcia Vargas plays Boyd’s therapist. Her unresolved trauma, triggered by drugs, creates another dramatic, over-the-top addition to this already wacky screenplay. Daniel Adegboyega is a treat, delivering a presence that wavers between Dr. Frankenstein and a sexy lap dog. Declan Reynolds is genuinely charming. I loved every single second of him. Reynolds is the only grounded character in the entire film. Alice Krige is a genre legend. If you haven’t seen her in She Will, how dare you. Chris Colfer is a snarky bitch, in the best way possible. Krige and Colfer have delicious chemistry. I could watch them ping-pong insults all day long.
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The film is the epitome of queer camp. The dialogue, by McQuaid and co-writer Clay McLeod Chapman, is searing vitriol. The costumes are vibrant; the production design mixes a crumbling mansion with light-saturated medical tech. The pace dips at points, but if you’re choosing a film like this, you’re not there for some profound life revelation. The script gets weirder and weirder, with all the kooky kills a genre fan could desire. The film has a perfect ending once you understand the bitchy mother-son dynamic. A touch of Misery, Edward Scissorhands, and every John Waters film ever made, The Restoration of Grayson Manor is ultimately a campy romp, and we, the audience, are just along for the ride. McQuaid never apologizes for style, nor should he have to. The queer camp horror catalogue has a new member. Act accordingly.
*What do you mean you’re dressing up as the bionic hands from The Restoration of Grayson Manor for gay Halloween?*
directed by: Glenn McQuaid
written by: Clay McLeod Chapman & Glenn McQuaid
starring: Chris Colfer, Alice Krige, Daniel Adegboyega, Declan Reynolds, Gabriela Garcia Vargas, Matthew McMahon, Issac Cairns, Dave Byrne
produced by: Brendan McCarthy, Deirdre Levins, Thomas Herberth, Florian Brüning, John McDonnell
runtime: 90 Minutes
language: English
country: Ireland
THE INCOMER
The dialogue is like watching toddlers argue, and it is relentlessly hilarious. Daniel slowly realizes that his awkwardness is the key to connecting to this whimsical duo. Gleeson’s manipulation of The Lord of the Rings is chef’s kiss. 
Performances absolutely rule. Michelle Gomez, John Hannah, and Emun Elliott are delightfully funny additions to this quirky cast. Grant O’Rourke plays Sandy as a lovable, childish oaf. Every bit of newness lights up his eyes. O’Rourke steals every scene he appears in. Gayle Rankin is a comedic goddess. Her fearless career choices run the gamut of creativity. Rankin gives Isla an infectious feral energy. Domhnall Gleeson exudes unassailable charm as Daniel, and somehow remains a Timelord, with his boyish good looks. His effortless slapstick comedy is a director’s dream. Together, they are magic. 
The animation during Isla’s stories is darling. The score is epic, swinging between jarring and jubilant. Costumes and production design are fantastic. The script is a joyous examination of human connection, patience, and open-mindedness. It wholeheartedly celebrates uniqueness, imagination, jumping into the unknown, and finding your people. The Incomer is undeniably one of the year’s best films.
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Samara Weaving plays Caroline with both a curious innocence and a ferocious need. A woman with deep-seated mommy issues and supposed free will looking to feel seen. Kyle Gallner, AKA My Music Boyfriend (IYKYK), AKA Scream King, is our charming bad influence, Oliver. A whip-smart, observant, effortless hustler, his journey is just as complex as Weaving’s. Gallner always makes it look easy. The two share a goo-goo-eyed chemistry that makes the knees weak. You are buying every dangerous and sensual beat.
As their crimes progress from petty to armed, Caroline’s conscience creeps in, and a close call digs a deeper hole for her and Oliver. Rehmeier keeps the audience on their toes from the get-go, using Oliver’s teaching techniques to lure you into his game, but suspect a potential long con. But Rehmeier and writer Tom Dean are smarter than that with a script that knocks it out of the park. 
Of course, the score god Chris Bear did the music. Bear, Rehmeier, and editor Justin Krohn understand the emotional impact of a strategically placed song. The red, white, and blue costumes (which match the opening credits) are iconic. Rehmeier’s ability to create a visual identity in his films is truly chef’s kiss. 
Confessional lyrics that make you cry (that’s a warning for around the 20-minute mark, but not the last), paired with gorgeously cut close-ups in the church studio, sweep you away. It feels like a live concert just for you. Alexandra delivers the organic revelations of creation. 
Omaha
Molly Belle Wright and Wyatt Solis play Ella and Charlie. These two young actors will blow you away. Their chemistry with John Magaro is something from the movie gods. Wright bears the weight of being the eldest daughter, exquisitely. A performance immediately clocked by those who have lived it. 
Christopher Bear‘s music is akin to an American folktale, almost echoing Taylor Swift. Paul Meyers‘ camerawork and Jai Shukla’s editing create a tangibility that touches your soul. The film’s deliberate pacing and lingering shots allow the audience to be in the moments of realization, joy, and grief of this little family. 
Mabel
Nicholas Ma‘s darling coming-of-age film Mabel follows Callie, a 6th-grade botany-obsessed girl who struggles to adjust to her family’s move. 
Judy Greer is a gem. Having worked with and for scientists, Greer nails the bluntness and often curt tone in Ms. G’s delivery. It’s a performance that wins in its specificity. Newcomer Lexi Perkel‘s raw turn will undoubtedly hit the core of anyone raising a headstrong leader. Perkel settles easily into Callie’s hyper focus. You can see the light in her eyes as the two become one. Perkel is so effortless, you’d think she were the subject of a documentary. 
Mabel struggles slightly with pacing, even at a satisfying 84-minute runtime, but its relatable storytelling keeps it a breezy watch. Anyone who has ever felt different, misunderstood, or any parent of a child on the spectrum (even though Callie is specifically not) will relate to the desire to find connection and genuine friendship. Mabel is a solid family film. 
Ready or Not 2: Here I Come
Has a sequel ever been more fun? It’s a question worth sitting with, because the answer is almost certainly no.
Maybe it’s the sheer zaniness of the premise that makes expansion feel so natural. A woman marries into a cursed dynasty of obscene wealth, survives a wedding-night blood sport orchestrated in service of the devil, and then because the universe has a cruel sense of humor gets pulled right back in when the ruling families of the satanic council scramble to fill a vacant seat of power. The countdown starts again. There is a new estate. This one has a casino.
Perfectly blending horror and comedy once again, the film hits the ground running and does not relent for 108 minutes. Notably, it even manages some genuinely touching moments between sisters before hurling you back into the gleefully unhinged action, a trick that requires real skill to pull off without breaking the spell.
Sam finds musician David’s absence a subconscious excuse for connecting with the beautiful but aloof Dianne. As the months roll on, Dianne is working out her midlife crisis shit with Sam as her newfound bestie. Crashing out, and rightfully so, over aging, a waning acting career, and deepening depression. Sam, managing the eclectic needs of the three girls, a seemingly narcissistic husband, and his own feelings of inadequacy, must navigate new feelings and old fears.
Something that really stood out to me from an acting and writing standpoint in Fantasy Life warrants a mention. Eating scenes are actually quite rare in film. I don’t mean sitting at a table doing dialogue, I mean actually consuming food as the actors speak. It’s one of the most natural actions in our everyday lives, but we don’t often get treated to genuine relationship-building when actors have their mouths full of food. That simple and very specific choice by Shear has such an impact. It solidifies an immediate intimacy between Sam and Dianne. Bravo.
For all the reasons, Shear and Peet have the most electric chemistry. They share a beautiful, “will they, won’t they” energy, far beyond the trope itself. It’s so very easy.
Mimics
Calling Mimics a light horror is anything but an insult. It is a genre-bender: a sweet love story, a character study in ambition, passion, and an eerie warning about the trappings of fame, all wrapped in culty folklore that wouldn’t surprise me if it were ripped straight from the bowels of Scientology. It’s a breezy genre film that twists in unexpected ways and one that puts Kristoffer Polaha’s underrated talents in the spotlight.
PIKE RIVER
Anna Osborne and Sonya Rockhouse seek accountability on every level, from Pike River to the Prime Minister. When the corporation meant to protect the workers fails to keep its promises to recover the men’s bodies, the families involved seek an apology and justice. Legal and moral blow after blow, Anna and Sonya hold the line. Through grief and illness, this grassroots activism changes policy forever.
Lucy Lawless is unrecognizable as Helen Kelly, the duo’s lawyer. Melanie Lynskey and Robyn Malcolm deliver heartfelt performances. Malcolm’s Sonya is mired in rage, sadness, and emotional fear. Lynskey is strong, proud, and powerful. Together, they tell a story of a seemingly unlikely pair of women who share a common goal of decency and legacy.
The film culminates with legal updates. Archival footage brings everything home. Ever since 2010, Osborne and Rockhouse have continued to advocate for corporate manslaughter laws and health and safety accountability in New Zealand. Pike River solidly stands alongside social justice films like Erin Brockovich, exposing governmental cover-ups and corporate lies. The road to justice is long and hard, but doing the right thing is worth every small step forward.
Combined, the location and camerawork are extraordinarily immersive. Fans of the Silent Hill gaming franchise will be in heaven. Viewers will find their eyes darting to every point on the screen. The wide angles from the security cameras keep you on high alert. INFIRMARY delivers the goods. 
Religious and political parallels are undeniable magic. The dialogue is a modern version of a bawdy Shakespeare comedy, cleverly tongue-in-cheek and playing right into toxic masculinity. Even our three main characters’ names are pure, double-entendre delight. 100 NIGHTS OF HERO weaves fable, witchcraft, and feminism seamlessly. 
Xenia Patricia
Maika Monroe
THE DISINVITED
The plot is disorienting. Filled with time hops and something else supernatural, Carl finds himself both haunted by the past and stalked by some harassing force. Repeated aggressive and toxic interactions from strangers and others in Carl’s sphere throw the viewer’s understanding of the truth into utter chaos. 
Carl’s exes are beyond livid that he has inserted himself into the festivities. As the plot thickens, Lawrence and co-writer Matthew Mourgides insinuate that we are missing large pieces of the puzzle as the former fiend group offers an alternative version of what we have witnessed thus far with their dialogue. This off-kilter effect gets an assist from Lawrence’s editing. 
Sam Daly owns this film. His emotional swings are simultaneously relatable and unhinged. Daly is riveting. THE DISINVITED mashes up relationship drama and psychological horror in a mind-bending way. The final third is wild as hell. Jacob Fatoorechi and Jaco Caraco‘s classically string-heavy score is a perfect match. You must pay attention to every frame, and do yourself a favor: watch the credits. Even better, watch it again.
Alanna Ubach plays Emily’s mother, Sam. A former addict seeking redemption, Ubach is a pro, settling into a weighty role. For me, Ubach created some of the most memorable sidekick roles of the ’90s and early 2000s, carrying a Lili Taylor vibe with her comedic timing. It is a dramatic departure that is phenomenal.
Brittany O’Grady owns this role. Emily is in almost every shot, and O’Grady powers through unresolved trauma with ferocity. This fearless portrayal of a daughter dying for answers will pull you in. There is an undeniable gravity to this performance.
The mostly handheld camerawork subconsciously forces the audience to participate in the mystery and the emotional turmoil. Beyond the genre fare, IN OUR BLOOD also acts as a viewfinder for the vibrant yet desolate aspects of Las Cruces, New Mexico. Screenwriter Mallory Westfall provides clues, if you pay attention, so I suggest you do. Even with that said, the twists are absolutely clutch. Currently boasting a rare 100% Rotten Tomatoes score, IN OUR BLOOD is a gripping mix of horror and thriller. True crime fans will eat this up for dinner. I’m demanding a franchise from Kos and Westfall, ASAP.
Genre: Thriller/Horror
SCARED SHITLESS
Chelsea Clark (
Daniel Doheny plays Sonny with perfect manic energy. He is one panic attack away from implosion. Doheny handily glides through Sonny’s arch as the gross factor increases. He nails this genre. Steven Ogg (
Steven Kostanski serves as both Executive Producer and FX goo god. The amount of physical ick in the film should come as no surprise to fans of Kostanski’s work. 
SHE LOVED BLOSSOMS MORE
The boys flitter between trials, doing whatever drugs they can procure, speaking with utter nonchalance about their intentions. Hedgehog, clearly consumed by sadness, eagerly claws his way towards his ultimate goal. Obsession takes hold.
Cinematographer Christos Karamanis brings the viewer inside their drug trips, of which there are many, blurring the lines of reality. Fair warning: if you are sensitive to light or sound, the film can be overwhelming, but inarguably hypnotic. Performances, particularly Panos Papadopoulos, are fantastic.
Sci-fi extravagance aside, Veslemes takes audiences on a visceral and emotional ride into darkness. There is no denying SHE LOVED BLOSSOMS MORE is a WTF, jaw-dropping watch.
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