If you are looking for an experimental horror film to watch, go for this one if you can stomach it. It re-imagines the story of Genesis. The story opens with a robed, profusely bleeding “God” disemboweling himself, with the act ultimately ending in his death. It’s in black and white and has absolutely no dialogue. The words “experimental horror” are the best way to describe this film.
If
Randy Meeks - Jamie Kennedy’s character from Scream, who uses his extensive
knowledge of horror films to survive one - was given his own film, the
result would be similar to There’s Nothing Out There. The difference is
that There’s Nothing Out There came out five years before Scream
reinvented the horror genre as we knew it. I don’t believe
writer Kevin Williamson or director Wes Craven knowingly ripped off the obscure
1991 indie horror-comedy, but their shared meta aspects make for a
fascinating double feature.
Writer-director
Rolf
Kanefsky immediately exposes the viewer to his tongue-in-cheek approach with There’s Nothing Out There’s opening scene. Set in a
mom-and-pop video store, a woman attempts to rent Fangoria’s Weekend of
Horrors on VHS before being attacked by an unseen monster. At the
would-be moment of death, she’s jolted awake, revealing it all to be a
dream she had - while driving. Needless to say, a car crash soon
follows. It’s silly, but it perfectly sets the winking tone.
Fifty mummies dating back to the Ptolemaic era (305-30 B.C.E.) have been found by Egyptian archaeologists, the antiquities ministry says. Egypt’s antiquities minister said the newly discovered tombs may have been a familial grave for a well-off middle class family.
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