With so many options out there from the movie theater to streaming services, there was no shortage of killer genre fare to be had in 2018. If you’re like me, then you need that dose of insanity and unholiness to keep you sane. Funny how that works, ain’t it?
2018 will be marked as a true revival year for horror and its associated genres. This was a hard one to narrow down to a Top 10, but I’ve put in the work to provide you lovely folks with a tight list that will serve as my Christmas present to you. Check these badboys out! FULL DISCLOSURE: If you’re keeping count, you’ll see this is (technically) a Top 11. I added one on edit that just knocked my socks off!
I can’t overuse the word relevant enough for this absolute gem! Madeline Brewer (The Handmaid’s Tale) is astonishing as, well, all of us. A movie about living through your online persona and the obsession with being the best, it’s a possession movie the likes of which hasn’t been done this well before.
A batshit crazy bloodbath of a movie. WWII horror is a beautiful thing when it’s pulled off properly, and they absolutely kill it here. I loved it so much that I’m having a hard time finding the right praise to shower upon it. It’s that good.
The Haunting of Hill House (Netflix)
A technical marvel. Heartbreaking family drama. The best classic haunting scares I’ve ever seen. The cast is superb. The production value is through the roof. It’s Netflix’s most popular show ever, dethroning Stranger Things. The hype is real, folks. You are cheating yourself if you don’t watch all 10 episodes. The challenge is to NOT do it in one sitting.
A return to form the most up-and-down of the horror heavyweight franchises. I was unsure when I first heard who was behind it, but I am now a believer. It doesn’t break the mold, but it’s a fan service film…and there’s not a damn thing wrong with that!!
Fun. Fun. Fun. Fun. I could keep typing that, but you get the idea. It’s a shame they didn’t go for the hard R-rating with this one. Tom Hardy is a physical presence unlike any other, and the interaction between he and the symbiote is worth the price of admission alone.
If you haven’t heard yet, I’ll go ahead and spoil it: this is the craziest fucking thing ever made. Nicolas Cage will never top this role. It’s an acid trip of a film that swallows a magic mushroom the size of the Empire State Building and forces your eyelids open in A Clockwork Orange style. Don’t miss it. Seriously. Watch it on drugs if possible (your discretion, of course).
Puppet Master: The Littlest Reich
The word unapologetic comes to mind. The series has never been subtle, and the newest entry (from Fangoria films) is the king of the hill for body count, gore, and political incorrectness. In short, it’s a horror fan’s wet dream. Near perfection.
The series returns to its roots. It’s good, old-fashioned, action-based fun. The kills are clever, and the cast is a loving homage to the original updated for the modern day. When I call it a steroidal cliché I do so with love and affection.
There is no way to watch this and not have a strong response. If you can do that, then you are dead on the inside. Toni Collette had better win some awards. And, oh yeah…the horror and shock value are freakishly on-point. The last 15 minutes are some of the best ever committed to film.
A Quiet Place
A different kind of horror, an exercise in tension through silence. I would never have thought that dude from The Office had these kinds of chops. This definitely made for one of the most unique theater going experiences I’ve ever had.
The Strangers: Prey at Night
I love the first one. I went slightly bonkers for this one. The pool kill is one of my favorites ever put on screen; the color palette and musical choice is just so brilliant. The musical flavor of this one is what it will be remembered for and deservedly so.
Death Kiss, Upgrade, Deadpool 2, Unfriended: Dark Web, The Meg, Bad Times at the El Royale, The Possession of Hannah Grace, The Nun, F is For Family (Netflix), Big Mouth (Netflix), The End of the Fucking World (Netflix)
Stuart D. Monroe is a man of many faces – father, husband, movie reviewer, published author of short horror, unsuccessful screenwriter (for now), rabid Clemson Tiger, Southern gentleman, and one hell of a model American who goes by the handle "Big Daddy Stu" or "Sir". He's also highly disturbed and wears that fact like a badge of honor. He is a lover of all things horror with a particular taste for the fare of the Italians and the British. He sometimes gets aroused watching the hardcore stuff, but doesn't bother worrying about whether he was a serial killer in a past life as worrying is for the weak. He was raised in the video stores of the '80s and '90s. The movie theater is his cathedral. He worships H.P. Lovecraft, Stephen King, and Clive Barker. When he writes, he listens obsessively to either classical music or the works of Goblin to stimulate the neural pathways. His favorite movie is Dawn of the Dead. His favorite book is IT. His favorite TV show is LOST.