Malignant

Wan cheerfully draws on the extreme work of horror film aficionados such as David Cronenberg and Dario Argento as he piles on the bloody violence.

Malignant is the type of movie that requires viewers to strap in and shut up from the onset.

Malignant isn't a good movie, but the bones of its giallo salute are just outlandish enough to make one wonder if the obtuse moments are purposeful.

There's no way to watch this deranged follow-up and not conclude that Wan's back where he belongs.

Wan's final twist is so maniacal and so (and this is a compliment) deeply and thoroughly stupid that it more than makes up for the minor missteps along the way.

James Wan swings for the fences and it pays off big time. Malignant is a bonkers and bloody delight that showcases a multitude of different skills and styles Wan's honed through his horror films over the years.

One of the most entertaining cinema trips of the year.

It's perfectly unhinged, nasty and more than a little bit stupid - just as a great, camp horror film should be.

Malignant greatest strength becomes its biggest weakness. A Slasher flick turned into Horror absurdity in the blink of an eye. Camp takes over and the most amazing thing left to wonder is how a studio would greenlit such an unconventional story.

There's a lot wrong with it [until the] audacity of the ending.