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[REVIEW] ‘The Last Thing Mary Saw’: A Tale of Love and Loss

The Last Thing Mary Saw takes us to 1840s New York, where Mary (Stefanie Scott) finds herself on the opposite end of the law. Her family has been massacred, and she is the prime suspect. Mary’s life has been turbulent lately when word of her relationship with housemaid Eleanor (Isabelle Fuhrman) comes to light.

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I’m pretty much a broken record at this point from saying I’m not a huge fan of pre-1950s period pieces. The Devil’s Bath was a recent film that changed my mind about how I view period pieces, especially ones with a distinct message. For June, I wanted to take a wider look at LGBTQ+ representation and not just watch films that take place in a modern(ish) world. The Shudder Original The Last Thing Mary Saw could be the film to bring me out of my comfort zone and transport me to a world I would never know.

Exploring LGBTQ+ Representation in Historical Context

The Last Thing Mary Saw takes us to 1840s New York, where Mary (Stefanie Scott) finds herself on the opposite end of the law. Her family has been massacred, and she is the prime suspect. Mary’s life has been turbulent lately when word of her relationship with housemaid Eleanor (Isabelle Fuhrman) comes to light.

Love will always find a way, but the outcome may be far from what you expect.

Edoardo Vitaletti’s Directorial Debut

Writer/director Edoardo Vitaletti’s directorial feature debut is truly a sight to behold, pun intended. His approach to this film is one of care and respect. The film’s subject matter is incredibly distressing, and while not ‘based on…’, it feels all too authentic.

Mary and Eleanor are put through emotional and physical torture by those who vehemently disagree with their lifestyle. One thing I could never understand about religion is the hate that surrounds it. Luke 6:31, “treat others as you want to be treated.” Matthew 7:12, “So in everything, do to others what you would have them do to you.”

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But the hate felt by nearly every marginalized community comes from the people who spend two hours on their knees for a zombie every Sunday.

A religious-like film such as Martyrs revels in its torture and uses it as a focal point to create a concise line between good and evil. Rather than making it a focal point, Vitaletti uses the pain and anguish of Mary and Eleanor to tell the heartbreaking story of two women who just want to be in love.

Standout Performances by Scott and Fuhrman

Stefanie Scott gives a chilling performance as Mary, but while not the titular character, Orphan’s Isabelle Fuhrman steals the show. Vitaletti struck gold on the casting for his debut as narry a performance falls flat.

It’s impressive to see a filmmaker with a singular short film under his belt pull such powerful performances out of actors while simultaneously never losing sight of their visual storytelling. Along with Black Friday cinematographer David Kruta, Vitaletti crafts a deliberate, atmospheric tale of love and loss.

A Gripe with Chapter Breakdowns in The Last Thing Mary Saw

My main issue with the film is something I’ve discussed before and is a pretty ridiculous gripe. Films that are less than one hour and 45 minutes should not be broken down into chapters. It strains a film’s pacing and puts the creatives in a box where they MUST hit certain beats to get to the end of said chapter.

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There are some moments in the film where it does feel stretched out to accommodate its chapters, as well as times it feels a bit forced to end a chapter.

The Last Thing Mary Saw is a beautiful look at a time thankfully long gone. Well, there are still, unfortunately, a few too many people who think like the antagonists of this film. I’m not sure of the staying power a film like this has in the overall zeitgeist of the genre.

It doesn’t do enough to stand out as a powerful film, even though it’s visually gorgeous and has enough agency to feel effective in what it’s trying to say. This film is definitely not Friday night movie marathon material (it would put one hell of a damper on the night!), but the genre is in an overall better place because it exists.

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Brendan is an award-winning author and screenwriter rotting away in New Jersey. His hobbies include rain, slugs, and the endless search for The Mothman.

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‘The Innkeepers’ (2011) Review: Ti West’s Horror Gem

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A little over a year ago, I had the opportunity to catch a new film that reminded me of one of the films that sparked my interest in analyzing films in the first place. Sweet Relief was a fun and well-crafted modern mumblegore film that brought Ti West’s The Innkeepers back into my mind. I first watched The Innkeepers shortly before leaving for college, and I was stunned by how incredibly effective it was. To celebrate Dark Sky Select’s 4K steelbook release of The Innkeepers, I decided to give the film a well-deserved rewatch.

The Innkeepers: A Haunting Ghost Story

The Innkeepers follows Claire (Sara Paxton) and Luke (Pat Healy), the last two employees of The Yankee Pedlar Inn. Claire and Luke find themselves working during the hotel’s last week in operation. They also happen to be amateur ghost hunters. Due to the small number of guests, Claire and Luke have some time to put their ghost hunting tools to good use. As the hunting begins, the terror checks in. Is there more to this ghost story than meets the eye?

Before his flashy slasher trilogy, Ti West’s films had a darker, more personal feel to them. After wowing audiences with his satanic panic masterpiece The House of the Devil, Ti West tackled the true terrors of the supernatural. As much as I adore Ti West, this would be his last film that perfectly balances style and substance. Obviously, the goal of an artist is to grow and transform as a filmmaker, but this feels like West’s last intimate film.

Mumblegore Dialogue: Natural and Grounded

The Innkeepers keeps with the mumblegore-like dialogue West was so great at creating. There’s still that improvisational, but naturalistic, feel to their words. And while the situation becomes extraordinary, the dialogue still feels grounded in reality. Somehow, for a 2011 film, West finds a way to competently direct actors in saying the words “epic” and “failblog”. It’s the exposition of the film that truly sets it apart from others like it. While talking with a child in the lobby, Claire reveals the backstory of Madeline O’Malley and her untimely suicide in the hotel. It’s a small moment that could easily be a throwaway detail to provide the audience with the necessary backstory. But it’s Sara Paxton’s performance that sells the scene.

Speaking of, both Sara Paxton and indie darling Pat Healy absolutely tear it up on screen. Sara Paxton’s performance is reserved and lived in. She carries herself awkwardly, with little self-confidence, but still finds a way to be charming. Indie darling Pat Healy chews up the scenery with his Tintin-like faux hawk and a Red Bull-infused high energy. Not only do they steal their respective scenes alone, but they also play off each other like a fast-paced tennis volley.

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Supernatural Horror Done Right

Ti West’s magnum opus handles the supernatural element in a much cleaner, fascinating way than most ghost films. The slow pace highlights the mundanity of working-class life that quickly becomes tense through the creeping terror of Madeline O’Malley and her growing cohorts of terror. There’s a certain unbalanced feel to the film’s three-act structure that lends an air of authenticity to it. Whereas most supernatural films feel the need to do more, The Innkeepers understands that it’s okay to do less. It’s how the scares are delivered that sets this film apart.

If you haven’t seen The Innkeepers, then you’re truly missing out on one of the subgenre’s greatest hits. That being said, I don’t think this film is for everyone. Ti West asks a lot from his audience, and I can understand that some people won’t want to go with him on this ride. It’s talky and demands full attention. But if you’re willing to sit with the film and let it work its magic, you won’t be disappointed.

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[REVIEW] Fantastic Fest 2025: ‘Primate’ Is the Animal-Attack-Meets-Slasher Movie You Didn’t Know You Needed

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If that one scene in Nope (you know the one) wasn’t enough to convince you that owning a chimpanzee is a bad idea, Primate is here to remind you that these animals can literally rip you limb from limb. Directed by Johannes Roberts, who also co-wrote the script with Ernest Riera, the film is scheduled to release in January—and if it wasn’t on your radar before, allow me to firmly add it.

PSA: Primate Proves That Chimps Are Not Pets (But They Are Great Slasher Killers)

Primate begins with a pre-credits scene introducing us to the danger: a vet has been called to check in on a chimp named Ben that isn’t feeling so hot, only to discover the hard way that the super-strong animal has gone rabid. It’s an evocative opening, though it does create a little timeline confusion when we jump back in time a few days to follow Lucy (Johnny Sequoyah) as she returns home to Hawaii to see her family and their unusual pet.

Her late mother, we learn, worked with Ben for years before her death, and he remains a beloved member of the family, able to communicate most basic needs via the use of sign language and a special tablet. Ben is acting a little off, though, so Lucy’s father (Academy Award-winner Troy Kotsur, in a stand-out role) calls in the vet we’ve already seen die before heading out for the night.

Of course, we know that Ben has rabies, so it’s only a matter of time before he goes bananas. In the meantime, Lucy, her sister, and their friends get to living it up while they have the place to themselves. The family owns a gorgeous secluded mansion complete with a cliffside infinity pool, and if you’ve seen The Strangers: Prey at Night, you’ll know Roberts loves a pool. He quickly finds a reason to drive the young people into it and trap them there—but just because chimps can’t swim, that doesn’t mean they’re safe.

Blending Animal Attack Horror with Slasher Thrills in Primate

One of the biggest things going for Primate is its ability to blend classic animal attack horror with slasher elements. The film draws clear inspiration from Cujo, but where the Trentons were largely safe from the beast’s foaming maw (if not the sun) so long as they stayed inside their vehicle, Lucy and friends aren’t so lucky. As the tagline for Primate warns, Ben is “dangerously close to human,” which means he understands how to use tools and constantly finds creative ways to take a swipe at his prey whenever they and the audience let their guard down. The sicker the chimp gets, the more he seems to radiate a savage, all-too-human glee.

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At the same time, Roberts and Riera’s script leverages the communication gap between Ben and the family to devastating effect. Ben is so close to being able to tell them what’s wrong before his rabies progresses to the point of no return, but he doesn’t quite have the language. The fact that Lucy’s father is deaf adds an additional layer to the tragedy: we see how expressive the family is able to be through non-verbal communication, yet Ben is still isolated in his misery.

Toward the climax, however, even this form of communication starts to break down as the girls’ screams go unheard. While it feels like there’s more material that could have been wrung from this theme, it’s notable that Ben goes for the mouth more than once during his rampage, including in the film’s most memorable kill. In the end, maybe all communication is meaningless when nature decides to play a cruel prank.

Miguel Torres Umba’s Incredible Performance as Rabid Chimp Ben

This tragic aspect of the story doesn’t dampen the scares or thrills. Movement specialist Miguel Torres Umba, who portrays Ben, initially imbues the chimp with lovable warmth that makes his feverish, trembling intensity all the more frightening as the sickness takes hold. It’s a remarkable performance, one that lulls the audience into a similar state of wishful thinking to Lucy as she repeatedly reaches out to Ben in the hope that some part of the pet she loved is still in there. Primate rewards that desperate desire with brutal bites, bludgeonings, and beyond.

Primate Is a Lean, Mean, Face-Ripping Machine

Animal attack horror movies have trended hard toward sharks in the last decade (a world Roberts is no stranger to, having helmed 47 Meters Down and its sequel). It’s exciting to see a new addition to this subgenre focusing on a lesser-seen aggressor, especially one that doesn’t frame its killer creature as inherently evil, but rather a victim of both a natural blight and human foolishness. Ben should never have been put in the position he’s in—but now he’s here, it’s pulse-poundingly fun to see the damage that 100+ pounds of pure muscle can do when its brain is on fire.

Primate attacks theaters on January 9.

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