The horror film genre offers little hope today. Deciding to watch something fresh, you run the risk of running into a meaningless rickel, the emasculated product of an astral-like conveyor, or the ambitions of a director who decided instead of an entertaining spectacle to slip you a sudden art house with unreasonable claims of depth
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The horror film genre offers little hope today. Deciding to watch something fresh, you run the risk of running into a meaningless rickel, the emasculated product of an astral-like conveyor, or the ambitions of a director who decided instead of an entertaining spectacle to slip you a sudden art house with unreasonable claims of depth and intelligence. Not surprisingly, 50 States of Fear stands out. The stories are quite banal, yes, but the ten-minute timekeeping of the series does not leave the authors time for excesses and forces to throw away the husk, be concise and capacious. Surprisingly, in the format of a pioneer horror story by the fire, a modern horror movie can look quite adequate.
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