The Angry Black Girl and Her Monster

Mr. Story’s sense of restraint is acute, the suggestion of dread being as awful as the overtly dreadful.

Numerous writers use spare parts from Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein story to assemble something patchwork for their purposes. Few, however, have done it as seamlessly as writer and director Bomani J. Story.

This is a very promising debut... Because it is so good, I got very disappointed when it loses a lot of steam in the end.

A horror movie’s strength lies in disturbing its audience. While “The Angry Black Girl and Her Monster” is more of a socially conscious satire, it has enough scares to create a disquieting mood.

In a tight 92-minute runtime, the film takes us through a community as a microcosm of culture, delivers shivering gore, and crafts characters worth caring about.

Fixing horror in the Black body is a tricky business, and “The Angry Black Girl” stumbles in the same way its ancestor, “Candyman” (1992), did.

This re-imagining of a well-known tale embeds a contemporary American social critique. It's an example of what grief can do, and with the use of classic horror tropes, shows how frightening that grief can be.

Laya DeLeon Hayes as Vicaria is electric as the tortured yet determined creator and the film itself is an incredible interpretation and modernisation of a gothic work from over 300 years ago

A brilliant reimagination of the myth of Frankenstein. [Full review in Spanish]

In the end it’s the boldness of its choices which really makes the difference.