Southbound - in which four or five horror vignettes brush elbows in a circular fashion, and most of them succeed. One is the story of some guys who are out committing revenge, but they can't escape the alien monster ghosts of the ones they've revenged. Another story is about some girls in a band who have a breakdown on the same road, who end up trusting the wrong helpful motorists and get tricked into joining a cult. One girl makes it out and gets hit by a car, leading to the best segment, where we follow the guy who hit her into an abandoned hospital, carrying her dying body, trying to save her in crude surgery, following commands of some weirdos on the phone. He gets his whole goddamn arm up into her thorax and it's awesome. Then he gets released, and the story switches to a guy trying to "save" his sister from a town of magic wielding freaks, but it is a fruitless pursuit. Full circle to the murder-ees from the first story. 9/10
Event Horizon - in which sci fi space body horror gets very fucking real, and totally gross. First, Lawrence Fishburne is a space captain named Miller, and his first mate is Joely Richardson, and she rocks. Her accent is real. A bunch of space sailors are escorting science genius Sam Neill to the wreckage of a space ship. It wasn't just a space ship, it was a massive black hole generating machine, and it recently re-emerged around Neptune, and now its just orbiting, being spooky af. To give all the details, Sam Neill, AKA Dr. Weir, is having creepy dreams about his dead wife in his cryo/gravi-sleep pod before they even get to the abandoned wreck. Oh, its called the Event Horizon. So, once the crew rolls up on Event Horizon they get nervous, because its creepy, and a few people go out to investigate the empty ship. Miller orders Dr. Weir to stay aboard their vessel, and he doesn't do a good job of listening. As soon as the crew splits up, one young guy gets sucked into the g
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