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[REVIEW] ‘It’s a Wonderful Knife’: Christmas Came Early
Ultimately, It’s a Wonderful Knife succeeds as a competent holiday slasher with a heart that is rightfully added to the growing holiday horror pantheon. The cast is immediately likable, and when Winnie finds herself in the Silent Hill version of her hometown, it’s equal parts comical and distressing to see what’s become of them. Lessons are learned, hearts are filled, and plenty of perfectly splattered blood is spilled without devolving into a Lacey Chabert Hallmark Channel Original.
Bah! Humbug! The ashes of All Hallows’ Eve had barely settled into the muck and the mire, yet there I was, heading to the theater to watch a Christmas movie. As someone who wishes to remain Santa-free until the clock strikes twelve on Thanksgiving night, only something as irresistible as a genre-bending slasher could drive me to such madness. And so, on a crisp Southern Californian 80° afternoon, I was seated as Nicole Kidman ushered in my holiday season. And wouldn’t you know it? My coal-black heart grew three sizes that day.
A Gory Retelling of a Holiday Classic
You need a twisted mind to concoct a retelling of the beloved 1946 holiday classic It’s a Wonderful Life and deck its halls with gore and expletives, and luckily, we’ve found two. Dark elves and horror-comedy connoisseurs Michael Kennedy (writer of body-swap slasher Freaky) and Tyler MacIntyer (director of the delightfully mean-spirited Tragedy Girls) have melded their minds to give us quite an unexpected gift. Instead of despondent businessman George Bailey and his guardian angel Clarence, we have naive teen Winnie Carruthers (Jane Widdop, Yellowjackets) and The Angel, a masked killer hell-bent on making it a very black Christmas. Descending upon the picturesque town of Angel Falls one fateful Christmas Eve, the murderous celestial is stopped dead in its tracks by Winnie herself – but not before hacking through quite a few of her friends and leaving her shaken to the core. One year later, Winnie is a shell of her former self and wishes she’d never been born, only to find her wish granted, as reality shifts into a much darker version where The Angel has yet to be slain.
A Witty Blend of Horror and Holiday Tropes
Much like Freaky, It’s a Wonderful Knife is a refreshingly witty take on a familiar tale with a dash of supernatural spice. Setting the film’s opening during a “final party” of sorts, offing the killer, and revealing their identity within the first fifteen minutes is just one of the many ways it plays with genre tropes – both horror and holiday – and the story from which it’s inspired. Despite this third-act prologue, Knife consistently finds ways to surprise and delight, so don’t think you have it all figured out before the title card.
Queer-Inclusive Horror for All
And speaking of unexpected delights, the entire film is casually queer in the most cheerful way. Horror is for the outcasts or those looking for alternative fare, and Knife is all about making outsiders feel welcome. Winnie’s gay brother Jimmy (Aiden Howard) is the school’s star quarterback and golden child of his family; her aunt Gale (Katharine Isabelle) is dating quite the female hottie, and a mysterious oddball is somehow mixed up in Winnie’s adventure. The queerness of these characters exists without explanation, and not a creature is stirring or crying “woke” while the boys are a-kissing. I don’t know about you, but I’m tired of tragic queer stories, so Santa hats off to the crew for making gay happy again!
Scream-Inspired Slasher Thrills
It’s no secret that gay people love the Scream franchise and should be paid for all the free promo they give it. It should, therefore, come as no surprise to learn that slasher guru Michael Kennedy named Winnie’s aunt “Gale Prescott” after the famed franchise heroines and influences of the Wes Craven classics can be seen throughout. Scream 7 will reportedly take place during the holiday season, but Knife beat Ghostface to the punch. This movie’s kills and chase scenes simply scream Scream – there’s no other way to put it. They are brutal and bloody, and MacIntyre’s direction of the stab-happy Angel as it bobs and weaves throughout these sequences is ripped straight from the Ghostface Style Guide. For those familiar with the source material, one scene in particular has a direct homage to Scream 2 waiting just at the bottom of the stairs.
Creative Cinematography and Retro Vibes
Cinematographer Nicholas Piatnik also has some fun of his own, playing with light in genuinely exciting ways and adding a new layer of depth to what would otherwise have been just another kill. The use of technology in Knife likewise stands out in that there is hardly any. Whether intentional or not, the film seems to shy away from tech entirely – save for some choice one-liners – which further allows it to embody the 90s and 00s slashers its creators so admire. Winnie technically doesn’t exist throughout two-thirds of the plot anyway, and I don’t think Verizon has enough cell towers for that.
Balancing Horror and Humor
However, despite all this slasher throwback tomfoolery, Knife isn’t all that scary. If you’re a horror vet, your eyes will light up with excitement, but you’ll be nowhere near the edge of your seat. In that same vein, its comedy is subjective to taste. There are quite a few chuckles and knowing grins to be had, but most won’t be rolling in the aisles. That’s not to say that Kennedy’s script does not balance the tone between genres well because it is quite adept at doing so on the fly, but it doesn’t hammer it home in either direction. Think of it as a playful mix of Scream 2 and 3.
Standout Performances in a Twisted Tale
From Sidney Prescott to Winnie Carruthers, this story is ultimately Jane Widdop’s to carry. She borrows from her time on Yellowjackets in more ways than one, first embodying a less intense version of her meek and devout character, Laura Lee, before allowing Winnie to evolve into some amalgamation of the show’s more brazen survivors. She is believable and charming as someone whose entire life has gone to hell twice, and the movie would suffer if not for her ability to handle the madcap directions it takes her. Likewise, Jess McLeod, as the outcast Bernie, quickly becomes the heart of Angel Falls’ alternate reality. What initially appears to be an odd side character, McLeod allows Bernie to shine as the loveable weirdo and other half to the decidedly logical Winnie. Unfortunately, newly anointed Scream King, Justin Long, did not resonate with me as the nefarious Mayor Waters. His off-the-wall caricature of Joel Osteen meets Jiminy Glick must have been projecting from a third reality of his own because his wavelength did not match that of any other human in the movie.
It’s a Wonderful Knife is A New Holiday Horror Classic
Ultimately, It’s a Wonderful Knife succeeds as a competent holiday slasher with a heart that is rightfully added to the growing holiday horror pantheon. The cast is immediately likable, and when Winnie finds herself in the Silent Hill version of her hometown, it’s equal parts comical and distressing to see what’s become of them. Lessons are learned, hearts are filled, and plenty of perfectly splattered blood is spilled without devolving into a Lacey Chabert Hallmark Channel Original. What’s next in the MKU (Michael Kennedy Universe) of mashup horror is hard to say. Still, hopefully, we’ll get that Freaky Death Day crossover event everyone on the Internet is begging for. Until then, may you discover the joys of It’s a Wonderful Knife and the meaning behind “Aguilerian Thong.”
It’s a Wonderful Knife is in theaters now and streaming on Shudder starting December 1st.
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‘Night Patrol’ Review: Vampiric Cop Horror Undone by Messy Execution
I really wanted to love Night Patrol. And to be quite honest, I did for the first 40 minutes or so. The set up has the right amount of intrigue, the characters have great potential and chemistry, and the world building begins to polish its concepts nicely around its midpoint. But as this action horror exploitation film progresses, strange choices in the screenplay and editing tarnish what it sets up.
What you’re fed is filling at first, but soon the cup runs dry. While its final moments do feel grand and fun, they are undoubtedly clumsy. And though Night Patrol’s chances of garnering a cult following seem highly likely just for the niche concept it hits on, the back half of the film leaves a sour aftertaste that makes it hard to enjoy as easily as most cult classics.
Night Patrol Sees Gang Members Take On Vampiric Cops
Crip Wazi (RJ Cyler) has his night take a sharp turn for the worse after a hookup with his Piru lover gets interrupted. But his misfortune isn’t from members of either gang spotting them: it’s the LAPD who arrive on the scene. What starts as a stop and search turns bloody fast as the mysterious unit of cops known as Night Patrol kill her suddenly. The newest member, Hawkins (Justin Long), doesn’t flinch as he becomes part of the deadly police gang in ritualistic fashion.
Narrowly escaping the encounter, Wazi returns home to the Colonial Courts to try and get help from the local Pirus, led by Bornelius (Freddie Gibbs). The plan is to avenge their own, but the entire neighborhood ends up in the crosshairs of the monstrous task force. Where the residents see a place and people to protect, Night Patrol sees little more than a chance to feed on its black and brown citizens.
A Strong Cast Led by RJ Cyler Delivers
At its core, it’s a solid concept: rival gangs band together with guns and African mysticism to fight some literal blood-sucking racist cops. If Pirus and Crips all got along, they might be able to gun down some vampires by the end of this movie. Its fun ideas are matched with an eclectic but appropriate cast: Freddie Gibbs, Flying Lotus, RJ Cyler, Justin Long, Dermot Mulroney, and most surprisingly of all Phillip Brooks, who you might know as WWE superstar CM Punk. Cyler, star of The Harder They Fall, very much carries with his performance here as he did there. He gets to show his emotional range throughout the film and works well with what he’s given. He’s only outpaced by Gibbs in terms of entertainment for the sheer number of great reactions Bornelius gets.
Justin Long’s physical performance oscillates from impressive to underwhelming here, but he is about as compelling as Cyler, all things considered. One scene in particular where he has an emotional outpouring as he discovers what Night Patrol is really all about struck hard. Brooks also manages to sell his vitriolic bastard of a character well, putting another mark down on his resume as a welcome sight in horror going forward.
A Clever but Confused Script
But unfortunately, fun performances can’t make up for the feet of clay the movie stands on. Its true weakness is in its storytelling and editing, which chops scenes and sections of the film up in a way that’s impossible to ignore.
Now, credit where it’s due. On a meta-textual level, the script has some clever flourishes. Its Black characters don’t start the movie on the back foot, intimately aware of the existence of Night Patrol, even if they can’t pin down exactly what kind of monsters they’re up against. There’s something to be said here of what it reflects: the acute awareness Black Americans are forced to have about the dangers of interacting with the wrong police officers and being at the mercy of violent policing.
The characters arm themselves well, they don’t walk into scenarios recklessly or leave themselves open to be torn apart (at least, not until late in the film). Wazi’s mother who evangelizes on the Zulu peoples and their occult knowledge, has been preparing for them for a long time. And when the vampires show up at their doorstep, the counter-offensive is quick.
In Spite of Night Patrol’s Charm, It’s A Plot Stretched Too Thin
I bring this up because, for as thoughtful and clever as that all is, those quality decisions highlight the uninspired and dull ones as well. The plot is still undeniably stretched out in an odd way. Part of the problem is the fact that there are effectively three different main characters in this story: Wazi, Hawkins, and Xavier (played by Jermaine Fowler). Xavier is Wazi’s cop brother, and Hawkins’ partner before he joins Night Patrol, making him the bridge between the two. But it’s a rickety bridge, and little care is paid to Xavier as a character who is one-dimensional in the end and really just human shaped fuel to keep the plot going. Hawkins gets a similar demotion later on but at least gets to be part of the ending and have a decent amount of screentime.
This problem of a plot stretched thin between characters is exacerbated by a slightly bloated runtime and a very disorderly rearrangement of scenes that plagues its back half. The characters have interactions in the third act that should have been established in the first or second. Expository and comedic beats that don’t fit the dire nature of the situation make for tonal road bumps. In some cases, continuity of where characters were and what they said is thrown out the window entirely. There’s a big reveal for comedic effect in the film’s last scenes, but its undercut by what a character said just minutes prior spoiling the joke.
A Nightmare of Editing Hamstrings Ryan Prows Fantastic Directing
Director Ryan Prows has proven himself highly competent in the past with his feature Lowlife, and his handling of the camera in this film is no different; it even indicates some serious growth. He has a firm grasp of lighting his locations and framing his characters, he’s good at setting a tone. I particularly love how he handles the sequence where the cops inevitably and violently storm the Colonial Courts. It manages to be highly stylized while capturing the genuine horror of the attack, and he demonstrates a clear sense of balancing those cinematic elements. He is, without a doubt, highly skilled.
But unfortunately, the way that Night Patrol is plotted, paced, and cut together tears apart and reassembles Prows solid vision, taking what could be a great horror film and seriously hamstringing it. It’s a flesh golem of great ideas, stitched with the right organs in the wrong places—and some of its guts missing altogether by the time those credits roll.
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‘28 Years Later: The Bone Temple’ Review: Nia DaCosta Has the Cure
If there’s one thing I truly admire about 28 Years Later: The Bone Temple, it’s how deftly it maneuvers itself out of the mires that blemished the previous film. It continues the story director Danny Boyle and writer Alex Garland set up in 28 Years Later, but manages to bypass all of its weaknesses. It remedies all the ailments of the 2025 reboot, and it’s safe to say director Nia DaCosta is the one delivering the cure.
Director Nia DaCosta Gets Us Back on Course
Instead of the overly stylized editing and camerawork Boyle indulged in, we get a film that is clean and sharp without sacrificing the chaotic nature of the conflicts at hand. Instead of spreading its narrative and thematic butter too thin by hitting on many different ideas, The Bone Temple focuses in and focuses hard on what it’s trying to say about its characters. And most surprisingly of all, it manages to strike a near perfect balance of dark humor and genuinely disturbing sights to create a film that is every bit as fun as it is bleak and brutal.
Spike’s Journey Continues– While Dr. Ian Kelson’s Begins
As Spike’s journey in a post-apocalyptic Great Britain continues, he finds himself in dangerous company: The Fingers, a childish and ultraviolent band of tracksuit wearing survivors all named Jimmy. They’re guided by their demented priest and gang leader Sir Lord Jimmy Crystal, a demanding monster that consumes everything in his path to fulfill his dark and bizarre sacraments.
As he’s inducted into the gang in a brutal fashion, things go from bad to worse as Spike tries to escape them. But elsewhere something even stranger than the Fingers’ way of life begins to unfold, as Dr. Ian Kelson’s run-ins with the infected alpha Samson bear bizarre new fruit.
Jack O’Connell Reminds Us of What Made 28 Days Later So Good
Those expecting the violent infected roaming the woods to take center stage again will likely be disappointed, as their threatening presence from the first film has been usurped by our new underhanded antagonist Jimmy Crystal. Portrayed by Jack O’Connell, hot off the heels of his explosive performance in Sinners, he proves to us time and again that there are in fact worse fates than infection and death out in the wastelands of the United Kingdom. He is without a doubt the best part of the film, primarily for what he achieves in refocusing on the ethos of the series. The sheer human horror that made 28 Days Later so compelling is revitalized here, with O’Connell taking on the same kind of dire threat that Christopher Eccleston did as Major West in the very first film.
I would dare to say the character might be even more effective than Major West in how masterfully his writing tells us who he is, and how the character reflects Spike’s own growth. Jimmy Crystal is an ignoble lord, an ersatz early 2000s Jimmy Savile with all the uncomfortable meta-commentary underpinnings that implies; he is a predator, just a predator of a different kind. He is through and through, a fun to watch monstrosity; not charismatic per se, but very, very entertaining. O’Connell plays the immature, rotten-toothed psychotic like a worn, familiar instrument, and is able to generate a lot of discomfort and disquiet with how he plays him.
Ralph Fiennes and Chi Lewis-Parry Are Unrivaled
The other star player is, unsurprisingly, Ralph Fiennes as Dr. Ian Kelson. Though he doesn’t have as expansive an arc as Spike did previously, we get to spend time watching the character soul search for something in himself and in his new companion, the now somewhat docile Samson (played once again by the absolute mountain of a man that is Chi Lewis-Parry). It’s the emotional ballast that keeps the darker half of this film afloat, and a perfectly complementing light to Spike and the Fingers dark plotline.
Credit where it’s due to Lewis-Parry in particular as well, whose physical control and facial acting as Samson was genuinely impressive; this time around, it’s certainly more demanding and asks for more nuance than the monster role it started as, which he achieves. The odd relationship the two characters foster in this film is a delight that’s only matched by Kelson eventually running afoul of Jimmy Crystal, and where it goes from there is a far cry from what I expected.
A Taste of the Terrifying Trilogy Closer Yet to Come
Though the A and B plots of the film have a heavy delineation in tone and in story, the way they intertwine is more elegant than I anticipated, and much more fun than I would have ever bet. It takes until late in the second act to see what picture is being pieced together exactly, but the crash of a climax it provides results in a rollicking good time that merges the disparate halves.
Many will see the midpoint of this trilogy-to-be, and expect its over reliance on what came before or needless burden setting up the forthcoming third film. But 28 Years Later: The Bone Temple is far from beholden to its place in the series. It is purely a good movie, and it stands on its own as one. There’s a genuine cohesion here, and an unpredictable x-factor in the radical departure from the family focused plotline of the previous film.
A Confident Middle Chapter That Stands on Its Own
Where 28 Years Later was a post-apocalyptic coming of age, The Bone Temple is a dark fairytale about characters on a disastrous journey for one thing: control in a lost, uncontrollable world. It’s a fine study of characters locked in a scramble to stay on top, and how they interact with characters scrambling to retain their humanity. What results is a sequel that isn’t just better than what came before it, but one that will ignite audiences with excitement for the final installment that’s yet to come.
28 Years Later: The Bone Temple releases in movie theaters on January 16th, 2026


