Those who reckon that Night Swim is the worst horror film to come out this January, think again: Baghead is much worse, feeling like a bad mash-up of Barbarian and Talk To Me (but far less accomplished than either), the story revolving around a mysterious woman with a bag on her head, who lurks behind the wall in the basement of a pub and who has the ability to allow people to talk to the dead for two minutes. Freya Allan plays Iris, who inherits the pub and discovers its dark secret.
Directed by Alberto Corredor, based on his short film of the same name, Baghead is bland, forgettable tosh that makes very little sense if thought about for more than a few seconds. A pub with a witch that allows the living to communicate with the dead, and somehow this hasn't made international headlines - utter nonsense! Perhaps if there was a sense of fun to the whole thing, or Freya Allen's character was likeable, or - God forbid - they made this an 18 certificate with bags of gore instead of a tame movie aimed at teens that relies on (mostly ineffective) jump scares, I might have had something good to say about it. But I don't.
2.5/10, rounded up to 3 for IMDb.
Directed by Alberto Corredor, based on his short film of the same name, Baghead is bland, forgettable tosh that makes very little sense if thought about for more than a few seconds. A pub with a witch that allows the living to communicate with the dead, and somehow this hasn't made international headlines - utter nonsense! Perhaps if there was a sense of fun to the whole thing, or Freya Allen's character was likeable, or - God forbid - they made this an 18 certificate with bags of gore instead of a tame movie aimed at teens that relies on (mostly ineffective) jump scares, I might have had something good to say about it. But I don't.
2.5/10, rounded up to 3 for IMDb.