The Devil's Candy
The minute I end a film, the outright best compliment I can offer is declaring it so unique that nothing like it compares and nothing probably ever will. The influence you can tell early on will ripple throughout future generations. Exceptionally grounded, standing firmly on it's two legs. The kind of filmgoing experience that creates hope for the genre. Films like The Descent, Evil Dead, The Exorcist, and more recently Hereditary. Showcasing a competence in horror filmmaking. The future of horror films looks bright enough, but said films have kept this hell train still achug alugging.
The Devil's Candy very much holds that spirit. A heavy metal family who've worked hard to buy a house celebrate the occasion until they begin to get harassed by a man who very much suffers from an extreme form of mental illness. Without spoiling s
hit, the opening scene of this film sets the tone so perfectly well, I knew right away it to be something treasured. It at that moment made me question who directed it, and sure enough it's the aussie dude who made The Loved Ones, another hidden gem of humorous brutality. If you're aware of this particular film but continues to skip it on your Netflix queue, you're doing yourself a disservice. It's been quite a couple months since I've watched it my first time and it's a movie I ponder on even this much time later.
The Devil's Candy is one of those films that deserves to be seen. It's an original piece of arthouse horror with great (unknown) actors and a terrific script. What's yet to be left unlingering in my mind is a certain characters voice that continues to be present in my nightmares. Whatever Sean Bryne has up his sleeves with his next crack at it, for one I sure hope it doesn't take another 5 year gap, and two it'll be hard to top his first two films but he's capable enough so I'm sure hell will continue to be unleashed.
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