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‘It Follows’ Review: For the love of G-d, take off your heels!

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I was utterly underwhelmed by It Follows (2014), from the first scene to the last. The movie as a whole is inconsistent, and the premise, though intriguing, lacks the development to raise the film out of the “problematic” territory.

Let’s start with the opening. A young girl, Annie, is escaping some danger . . . in high heels. Although we don’t know what she sees, we can assume that it’s getting closer when Annie starts running . . . in her heels . . . on grass. I may have forgiven this illogical action and chalked it up to a director with limited, if any, experience walking in heels, had the following actions been better thought-out. Alas, it was not to be. Annie drives to the beach and calls her parents to tell them she loves them. Was she driving with the shoes on? Most heel-wearers, even teenagers, know that heels are not the best footwear for pressing the gas and braking. Maybe Annie took off the shoes in the car, right? Well, if that was the case, why the hell would she put them on again for the sand? Uneven surfaces are not conducive to walking in stilettos. Even walking barefoot on sand provides plenty of resistance, so I can only imagine the struggle of doing so in a state of high anxiety and a pair of heels. Plus, her feet were probably killing her faster than the unseen pursuer after all that time. At least we get one good shot the next morning. Unfortunately, that shot is also the highlight of the film.

Much of my confusion came from the lack of grounding. When does the movie take place? We see corded landline phones, one cell phone, several not-flat screen televisions playing cheesy, black and white sci-fi flicks, a movie theater seemingly screening only one movie (1963’s Charade), boxy car designs from decades past, contemporary fashion choices, and a bizarre clamshell e-reader. Does It Follows exist outside of our timeline? Is everyone in this suburban town reluctant to keep up with the technology of the time, whenever that may be?

Then we have a score reminiscent of the 1980s. I keenly felt the influence of ‘80s slashers, what with the teenagers having sex and being in danger and the lack of parents, not to mention the other odes to classic teen screams. The absence of parents led to more confusion on my part. First, Jeff’s real identity is found out to be a high school student, not a 21-year-old man, and most of the friends don’t look much older. Jeff apparently rented a crappy apartment in the city, but how could he have done so with a teenager’s budget? Perhaps he hacked his parents’ bank accounts or ransacked their wallets. But such actions aren’t even intimated. Second, our protagonist Jay says, “We slept together in high school,” which would indicate that at least she and Greg (the other member of the “we”) had graduated. I had a hard time believing Jay was a high schooler to start with, so this seemingly throwaway line didn’t help. The poorly calculated details reminded me once again of ‘80s flicks, in which the scares mattered more than the plot.

I also want to talk about the clamshell e-reader. Olivia Luccardi’s character Yara is connected to this weird e-reader like many people are to their smartphones. She is reading Dostoevsky’s The Idiot on it. There must be a reason why writer and director David Robert Mitchell chose that one, especially considering that Yara reads aloud from the text. However, I don’t quite know what that reason is. The Idiot centers on a good person caught in a web of deceit and corruption. Meanwhile, I didn’t find any characters to sympathize with in It Follows, and the web of deceit and corruption was mostly a string of sex-shaming evil. A T.S. Eliot poem is also narrated in the film. Don’t ask me why there are literary references. I just can’t parse them.

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Lastly, let’s discuss the premise. A sexually-transmitted demon of sorts, or an STD, if you will, is killing people who don’t spread it. What I glean from this is: stay chaste and you’ll survive. Have sex once, and you’re doomed to a life of promiscuity. The concept obviously mandates sex scenes, which are fine in moderation, but which are also complicated by showing so much . . . grinding between potentially underage people. Keep in mind that they may very well be in high school. I know that none of the actors are actually teenagers, but adults acting as teenagers having sex is shady territory.

I expected more nuance, aesthetic, and plot from this well-acclaimed movie. In short, I expected more from It Follows. It’s possible, of course, that I’m looking into it too much, but there were just too many details I didn’t like for me to ignore. I can love bad movies, big- or low-budget. This one simply wasn’t for me.

Amanda Nevada DeMel is a born-and-raised New Yorker, though she currently lives in New Jersey. Her favorite genre is horror, thanks to careful cultivation from her father. She especially appreciates media that can simultaneously scare her and make her cry. Amanda also loves reptiles, musicals, and breakfast foods.

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Brooklyn Horror Film Festival 2025: ‘Buffet Infinity’ Review

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Within the found footage subgenre exists an even more niche and untapped market. Screen life has slowly overtaken found footage; hardcore fans, like myself, ache for something different. One of the more interesting sub-subgenres of found footage is something that I don’t think has a name yet, so let’s name it here and now. How about…TV-gone-rogue! The TV-gone-rogue subgenre is small. Ghostwatch got the ball rolling for these gone rogue-like films, but there was radio silence for quite some time. It would be Chris LaMartina’s WNUF Halloween Special that really brought this idea back into the limelight. Many filmmakers have tried to make TV-gone-rogue interesting, and many have failed. That is until Simon Glassman stepped onto the scene with Buffet Infinity.

Buffet Infinity: A Chaotic Tale of Westridge

The town (city?) of Westridge is whisked into chaos when the new Buffet Infinity restaurant rolls into town. Local sandwich shop owner Jennifer Avery (Allison Bench) is the first to take the soon-to-be conglomerate to task with increasingly pointed advertisements. Suddenly, local restaurant owners/workers go missing in droves as Buffet Infinity expands into neighboring businesses. Sinkholes, missing cityfolk, quarantines, and mysterious sounds abound, leaving residents to ask one question…who really has the sauce?

On the Brooklyn Horror Film Festival schedule, the header image for Buffet Infinity shows multiple people T-posing and floating in the sky. I was immediately sold. I had no clue what I was getting into, and I didn’t want to know. The film was introduced as “one of the craziest we have this year.” (Slightly paraphrasing.) What was I about to watch? Little did I know, it was about to be an hour and forty minutes of small-town madness.

Writers Allison Bench and Elisia Snyder, and writer-director Simon Glassman, transport viewers into an upside down world of weaponized local ads; a thriving town invaded by the deep pockets of monopolized capitalism. As someone who grew up in a decently sized town, though probably not large enough to be considered a city, there was a tinge of nostalgia that accompanied Buffet Infinity. Westridge feels cozy and intimate, a town where everyone knows your name. It’s a “baked in a buttery flaky crust” town. Sure, they have their McDonald’s and Burger Kings, but the real townsfolk eat at Jennifer’s sandwich shop–local knitting circles murmur about what they think is in Jennifer’s secret sauce. Simply put, Westridge feels like a home that many people like myself grew up in. And it reminds us of a simpler time that’s long gone.

A Unique Blend of Humor and Eldritch Terror

Buffet Infinity hides its horror well. It slowly guides the viewer into a sense of unease. As easily as the creators have you laughing, they have you squirming. The absurdist joy quickly transforms into Eldritch terrors from beyond. Many filmmakers say they’re inspired by the idea of it’s-not-what-you-see that’s scary, but many times it feels performative. Bench, Glassman, and Snyder have crafted a truly special script that edges you with terror and excitement. They constantly push you to the edge of release, and then back away. It’s the Japanese water torture of exposition. And, for me, it works incredibly well.

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One of the most important aspects of Buffet Infinity is the over-capitalization of our lives. While the creators tackle this idea in a tongue-in-cheek manner, their message is highly effective. For the most part. This constant tete-a-tete between Buffet Infinity and the locals is highly amusing, but brings a larger conversation to the forefront. The town I grew up in is a shadow of what it once was. And I know many feel the same about the towns they grew up in. I can already hear the moans of people who dislike this film: “Brandon, it’s not that deep.” And I would highly disagree. Buffet Infinity feels like a reflective protest film–a loud and proud middle finger at what we should have said when the Super Walmart put mom and pops out of business.

Sorry, this review has gone off the rails. Let’s reel it back in a bit.

Why Buffet Infinity Redefines Found Footage

Buffet Infinity is a riotous romp, a hilarious horror that goes from zero to 100 pretty damn fast. Each commercial slowly builds on its last and uniquely tells its story. This film sets a new precedent for the TV-gone-rogue subgenre. Not to directly compare, but a film like WNUF Halloween Special (a film I love) uses its commercials as a coda; it’s a separation of what you saw/heard and prepares you for the next movement. Buffet Infinity uses its commercial to create the story. Instead of watching news pieces, then irrelevant commercials, then back to news pieces, Buffet Infinity breaks the mold. Hell, it creates the mold.

As someone who has been dying to see a Welcome to Nightvale film, Buffet Infinity is the closest thing I could ask for. It is full of killer performances (looking at you, Ahmed Ahmed), is well-crafted, and sets a new precedent on an underutilized side of found footage. Buffett Infinity is a full-course meal. I highly suspect that Buffet Infinity will gather the unwavering support that Hundreds of Beavers gathered and will go on to be considered an instant classic of the 2020s.

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Brooklyn Horror Film Fest 2025: ‘It Needs Eyes’ Review

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We are all very much aware of how much time we spend on our phones. More importantly, anyone on the internet can see how younger generations are impacted by being constantly online. So, Zack Ogle and Aaron Pagniano’s new film, It Needs Eyes, is preaching to the choir. However, it adds creepy layers to the conversations many of us are already having today.

It Needs Eyes follows a teen named Rowan (Raquel Lebish) who is moving in with her aunt after a traumatic event. Her aunt Mella (Lydia Fiore) hasn’t spoken to the family in years. So, her relationship with her niece is strained to say the least. However, she has stepped in now that Rowan’s father is in the hospital. Further widening their divide is the fact that Rowan is glued to her phone. 

The Internet Is Scary

We see Rowan watching random videos, as she tries to distract herself from her own thoughts while she worries about her father. However, soon, cat videos aren’t doing it for her, and she starts to find extreme videos online. Things escalate to the point that she is watching self-harm videos and clips of people dying. This addiction begins to make it hard for her to connect with the people around her, including her new neighbor and love interest, Alex (Isadora Leiva).

It Needs Eyes has a protagonist that many can relate to. After all, aren’t we all using these smart devices to hide from our own problems? Who among us hasn’t lost an embarrassing amount of hours watching videos and reels? However, because it’s driving in the internet addiction lane, Rowan’s need for content escalates. She needs darker videos in the same way that someone makes the leap into harder drugs. Her journey parallels nicely with her father’s battle with addiction, which is one of the many things Rowan doesn’t seem ready to face. 

Addiction and Loneliness are a Deadly Combo

Rowan’s addiction, loneliness, and inability to fully connect with people not on her phone eventually leads her to stumble across the ultimate score. She discovers a woman named Fishtooth (Lola Blanc) who made videos in the 80s and seemingly disappeared. Rowan cannot let this mystery go and soon begins to follow clues that Fishtooth may be closer than she thinks. This is where the creepy mystery thread begins to weave itself around all of the other threads of the film. Before Fishtooth was introduced, I was starting to worry this movie would just be seven fucked up images in a trench coat. 

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It Needs Eyes is one of those movies you go back and forth on. I loved discussing the themes of it in the bar after the Brooklyn Horror Film Fest screening. I even really dug some of the twisted imagery and topics it manages to tackle. The movie deserves some respect for how it handles so many issues surrounding internet culture without straying too far from its path. If you’re looking for a dark exploration of how the internet is absorbing us and preventing us from being present in our actual lives, this is your movie. It’s an interesting and at times disturbing reminder that we should all unplug more often.

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