I recently (and by recent, I mean last October) joined a fantastic Discord group, where we chat about horror, and watch what essentially amounts to a crap-load of horror movies with a heavy dose of the bad outweighing the good. Don't get me wrong, though, I love watching the bad ones. We're not walking into our little streaming theatre with any concept that they're all going to be winners.
Anyway, on St. Patrick's day, in honor of Irish horror, I hand-selected a bunch of pretty fun movies. The good. The bad. The downright ugly...this one was one of the best. In fact, I'd frankly say it was the scariest, too.
Even though I myself have never been a parent, and very likely won't be for quite some time, I can't imagine there is any greater real terror or tragedy a parent can face than losing their child. This movie takes that idea, throws in some very...odd Irish villagers, gold old-fashioned dark magic with Celtic influences for good measure, and the ever delicious element of 'breaking the rules' that leads to the most deliciously dark consequences. I'd like to tell you more, but it's a fairly simple and straight-forward story you'll have to discover for yourself.