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Get Your Freak On: ‘Castle Freak’ (1995) Review
Gordon produces a bizarre and almost hard-to-watch experience that hinges on Combs and Crampton’s exceptional collaboration, oscillating between grotesque and depressingly dark to mixed success. I wished it went to more extraordinary lengths but, running on a low budget and a lot of heart; this still makes for an interesting watch that you’ll have a hard time forgetting, especially with the climax it gives.
The third team-up between a legacy director and a beloved character actor struggles to pick a mood despite its all-star leads carrying it.
Our final entry of Full Moon February brings us a treat with famed character actors Jeffery Combs and Barbara Crampton, the big guns in Full Moon’s arsenal (Combs previously made appearances in two other Full Moon films, Doctor Mordrid & Lurking Fear, while Crampton has been in too many Band films to count). So, what did they bring these two horror legends on for?
Castle Freak, of course.
This film is another team-up between Combs, Crampton, and director Stuart Gordon, helming an adaptation of an H.P. Lovecraft tale yet again; this time around, he tackles a fusion of two short stories, mashing up the monster from “The Outsider” and the lore of the estate and family from “The Rats in the Walls.” The two leads and Gordon work with the same efficiency as they did in From Beyond and Re-Animator; it’s very palpable that the two have this synergy that, when combined with Gordon’s command on set, makes a scene work smoother on-screen. This film is a reminder of how important directors are when it comes to guiding their cast and not just the camera.
We get very strong performances from all our core cast of the Reilly Family. Combs is acting his heart out as recovering alcoholic husband John, while Crampton plays bereaved wife Susan, who struggles to find forgiveness for her desperate husband; the two are still on rocky ground following the death of their son JJ in a drunk driving accident. Keeping this contentious relationship glued together is their first child, daughter Rebecca who was blinded in the accident that took her brother’s life. She’s played by Jessica Dollarhide, who is very charming but very underutilized for most of the film.
These two bring a tenseness that I didn’t expect to feel, and they really do know how to bring that misery of a shattered marriage to life. The sorrow of their relationship settling in the wreckage of a life-changing event is great; it really elevates the film and keeps it afloat…
It just feels weirdly heavy for a film about a deformed, cannibal sex pest who lives in the castle dungeon.
And that’s kind of the overarching problem of mine with this film. It has the slow burn drama and exposition of a ghost story, with truly wonderful acting, but the plotlines of a gonzo, B-horror movie, and it ends up being tonally broken in two for it. Sleazy and gory, but not in quantities that reach the splatter house levels that would do our villain justice. Dramatic and tragic, but regularly having that drama detracted from the fact there’s a hobbling pale orc of a man moving around the castle.
Giorgio, the eponymous freak, still brings pain to his victims along with a gnarly thumb severing, which Johnathan Fuller’s physical acting and makeup SFX sold. But I was hoping our mutated distant relative would have more frightening imagery to serve up than just being a sleazy, slimy-looking people-eater, especially since he leaped out of the pages of two separate Lovecraft stories. The man is being outclassed by a gang of puppets and Radu in terms of generating fear, and he has a way more tragic and messed up look to boot, so it’s a strange loss. Regarding that jacked-up look, it’s still great makeup to this day. Industry veteran Everett Burrell’s makeup on Giorgio is fantastic, as expected from someone with his reputation.
Unlike Subspecies which puts the location to good use, Castle Freak, I feel doesn’t fully utilize the location for all its scare potential. There’s one very good chase scene in which Giorgio crashes through a window while hunting down Susan and Rebecca and a particularly powerful symbolic scene where John sees a mural of Saturn devouring his son (painful to watch as you see the realization wash over his face). But aside from those two moments, I can’t think of many things that made this setting special that aren’t facts about the movie’s production itself.
For instance, the fact that this is Charles Band’s real-life castle.
No, seriously, he owns the castle and everything. Most of the interior shots of the castle are of his personal castle in Italy. They had to clean it up as they were wrapping because he was having family over, and it would be hard to explain all the bloodstains and meat chunks Giorgio’s rampage left behind.
RATING: 6 (Child Sized Empty Styrofoam Decoy Caskets)/10. Gordon produces a bizarre and almost hard-to-watch experience that hinges on Combs and Crampton’s exceptional collaboration, oscillating between grotesque and depressingly dark to mixed success. I wished it went to more extraordinary lengths but, running on a low budget and a lot of heart; this still makes for an interesting watch that you’ll have a hard time forgetting, especially with the climax it gives.
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Brooklyn Horror Film Festival 2025: ‘Buffet Infinity’ Review
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.
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
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.
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.


