DAY 26 Suspiria Dario Argento, 1977 
Original review found
here. Needless to say, I still concur with this and it also stands a chance of being another one of my annual October re-watches.
Friday the 13th Sean S. Cunningham, 1980 
The staff at a summer camp are stalked and murdered by a mysterious adversary.
My grand unifying theory of horror movies is that their merit can be determined by how they hold up after the initial sense of scariness has worn off. Nowhere is this more true than with slashers, a sub-genre of horror that's more given over to providing immediate thrills than anything else. To this end, I don't consider
Friday the 13th an especially good movie or even that good a franchise - having seen every sequel plus
Freddy vs. Jason and the remake, I would still consider the original the best, and even then I still mainly think it's okay. Third time through, the jumps are all but gone and even the bloody kill work by the one and only Tom Savini merely proves decent (especially when so many of the kills are done off-screen or with minimal gore). A good point in this film's favour is that it does build a solid atmosphere as Crystal Lake is shot so idyllically (in sharp contrast to
Texas Chain Saw Massacre's dried-out farmland or
Halloween's milquetoast suburbia) - the lake is so cool and reflective while the dark and stormy night is shot nicely as well (especially while utilising
Black Christmas-esque POV camerawork). Still a shame that it's kind of void of substance even by slasher standards - hard not to have
Renegade Cut's recently-released "Ronald Reagan: American Slasher" video at the back of my mind as I realise just how absolutely lacking in depth any of these characters are as they engage in just enough immoral shenanigans to merit "punishment" in the eyes of the antagonist. While I don't necessarily think this film by itself wants us to side with the antagonist, it does go back to my initial question of whether or not this film holds up beyond its initial scares - I guess it depends on how much you like looking at pristine campgrounds.
28 Days Later... Danny Boyle, 2002 
Twenty-eight days after a viral infection turns the population of England into mindless killers, a small group of survivors try to make their way to safety.
I gave this a
in a review a few years back but now I look at that review and don't find it particularly well-written or anything. What changed, though? Maybe learning not to give as much of a damn about "plot holes" certainly helped (though it's not hard to notice certain dramatic contrivances, especially concerning how easy/hard it is for characters to get infected by stray blood to the point where it seems like the film kind of forgets about it at times) but now, on my third viewing, I think I actually like this movie. The distinct look of early-2000s digital video (complete with the kind of Dutch-angled cinematography that Boyle has long since run into the ground but at least serves a purpose here) has actually aged rather well and does lend both a requisite urgency to the proceedings and a hyperrealistic edge to the visuals (I kind of have to wonder if watching it in such close proximity to Zack Snyder's
Dawn of the Dead also helps this to really look like a fast-zombie movie done right). I find myself more willing to forgive its slower stretches now as the character work being put in becomes much more evident - I do grant the same lenience to something like the original
Dawn of the Dead, anyway. As such, it's not about to become a major favourite just yet or anything but now I feel that I finally get the appeal rather than just shrugging it off as someone thinking they can redefine the zombie movie simply by speeding things up and not using the Z-word.
Also got to respect its needledrops, I mean is any film ever going to make better use of Godspeed You! Black Emperor?