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[REVIEW] ‘Silent House’ (2011) Could Have Made More Noise

Silent House (2011) is beyond frustrating and limits itself in every aspect by forcing itself into a corner. With bad acting, abysmal lighting, an unfortunate script, and a gimmick that has no payoff, Silent House should have stayed quiet forever.

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Horror is no stranger to gimmicks. From the use of 3-D to make it look like an eye is plopping out of the screen into your lap, the “tingler” gimmick from William Castle’s The Tingler (among many of his gimmicks), to the lesser-used gimmick: the one-shot. Out of all the gimmicks used to make a film stand out, the one-shot/one-take hasn’t been utilized as much as it could have been. One of the best examples is the opening shot from 2017’s One Shot of the Dead. Besides Rope, one-take horror films don’t really exist. That was until the 2010 Uruguayan film La Casa Muda. Was this film spectacular? No. Was it actually shot in one take? Definitely no. Was it fresh and interesting? Without a doubt.

With a timeframe turnaround that can only be compared to the Speak No Evil remake, La Casa Muda would be remade one year later by the team from 2005’s pulse-pounding Open Water. In typical American remake fashion, nearly everything that worked for La Casa Muda would be reworked and retooled.

Silent House follows Sarah (Elizabeth Olsen) and her father John (Adam Trese) as they arrive at their family lake house to repair it and pack it up for a future sale. Sarah’s uncle Peter (Eric Sheffer Stevens) is at the house doing some repairs. The windows are boarded up from people breaking in, and the house lacks power, so the three must exist within the home by lamplight. It soon becomes clear that things are far from what they seem when a supernatural intruder locks itself in with them. “Based on a true story,” Silent House tells its tale in a “single 86-minute shot.”

It’s important to rip the bandaid off fast. Silent House is not a good film. From the very first time Uncle Peter holds the door open for the camera, to Elizabeth Olson’s final breathy performance, Silent House becomes frustrating at the fault of its gimmick. Anyone with a modicum understanding of editing could see the awful cuts in this film. Turning the camera incredibly fast to hide a cut or filling the frame with nothing but black is amateurish and frankly embarrassing. One of the best aspects of La Casa Muda is how they hide their cuts, and even though it’s done in similar ways, it’s done better.

For some reason, Silent House decided to switch up the story a little. Rather than a story that lends ambiguity until a pivotal moment, a la La Casa Muda, Silent House decides to throw so many clues your way that you’ve guessed the ending by about 20 minutes in. The performances don’t help this film at all, either. Sophia’s (Julia Chan) entrance is supposed to be ambiguous, but still ominous. Instead, Chan hams up a performance as if she was supposed to be the film’s lead. On top of that, Elizabeth Olson seems to think her performance hinges on how heavily she can breathe for 86 minutes.

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La Casa Muda is lit similarly, with a lamplight, but it’s impressive how using a different bulb can make such a difference in the lighting and image quality. In Silent House, Elizabeth uses a warm-toned orange bulb, which doesn’t mesh with how it’s filmed. Conversely, La Casa Muda uses a harsh white bulb that adds a blue tinge to the image and, most importantly, LETS YOU SEE WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING.

Silent House was the first film I bought in my first semester of college when my major was initially supposed to be film. When I was thinking of what haunted house movies to talk about for October, this was one of the first that came to mind. The pretentious film bro Brendan hated this movie. At that point, I thought the gimmick was cheap and lazy, but I was also experiencing films like Chinatown and The Godfather. Current me was sure I had misremembered this film and hoped I was just being too film-bro-y when I first watched it. All I can say is, that 2012 me was right.

Silent House (2011) is beyond frustrating and limits itself in every aspect by forcing itself into a corner. With bad acting, abysmal lighting, an unfortunate script, and a gimmick that has no payoff, Silent House should have stayed quiet forever.

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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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