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Horror Anthology
The film is being sold as a vision of horror from four female directors, as if that is suppose to justify something important. Ina reality, the film is a sad excuse for horror and robbed me of my time. The four stories are not scary, gross or interesting. I'll only reference the first two in this short review.
In the first short titled The Box, a young boy asks a man on a train if he could look inside the man's red box. He lifts the lid and the kid looks in, looks terrified and then proceeds to never eat again. He tells his sister a secret, then she never eats again, he tells his father a secret, he never eats again. The family looks emaciated and eventually die. Spooky? We never find out what was in the box, the kid says nothing was there. That makes them not want to eat? To whither away and become nothing? Unclear and dumb.
The second one is about a birthday party where a mother finds her dead husband in his office, then instead of calling the cops or freaking out, she decides to hide him. Then puts him in a panda outfit and makes him sit at the birthday dinner table with little kids? What?
For a film that tries to boast women as having unique visions for horror, this falls completely flat. Skip this anthology and find something that has something better to deliver.