Forest of Fear
Marijuana growers, a herbicide and some very slow zombies. On the list by accident of title.
486 entries, from the 1931 Universal cycle to last year. Curated, not exhaustive: a short shelf of things worth knowing about beats a long one nobody can navigate.
15 films
Marijuana growers, a herbicide and some very slow zombies. On the list by accident of title.
A couple with a failing marriage treat a beach with contempt. Nothing supernatural happens.
Bruno Mattei splicing stock documentary footage into a zombie film and hoping nobody notices.
Saul Bass's only feature. The ants are shot like a nature documentary and it is deeply strange.
Zombies caused by an agricultural radiation device, shot in the Lake District. Much better than it sounds.
Not really a werewolf film. Something older is hunting in the ruins of the South Bronx.
Mercury poisoning produces a mutant bear in the Maine woods, and it is angrier about logging than most activists.
Nicolas Cage, alpacas, and a colour that does not exist. More faithful than most attempts.
Barry Levinson made a found-footage eco-horror about a Chesapeake town and parasitic isopods.
A baby alligator flushed down a toilet grows huge on discarded lab animals in the sewers. John Sayles wrote it and it is a delight.
Tourists, a Mayan pyramid and a plant with intent. Nastier than its reputation.
Joe Dante's Jaws cash-in, written by John Sayles, and it is far smarter and funnier than it needed to be.
Opens with a real incident: formaldehyde poured into the Han river in 2000. Funny, which nothing else here manages.
No villain at all, only a process. The last twenty minutes are the closest film has come to Lovecraft.
No score, no explanation, no resolution. Hitchcock withholding everything and getting away with it.