Initially shrugged off as yet another Friday the 13th clone, The Burning has steadily emerged as one of the stronger selections from the Golden Age of Slashers.
Ladies and gents, the mother of all killer kitty movies. Considering how crazy our feline friends act, I wouldn't be surprised if every cat has a genetically mutated hellbeast living inside them.
An effective millennial twist on The Exorcist, internet stardom, and cinematic skullduggery, but it unfortunately loses steam when it tries to inject pathos by using a frivolous love triangle.
As a highlight reel of random zombie action, it's passable, but as a long-awaited follow-up to the film which kickstarted the Italian Zombie subgenre, it's a disjointed mess.
