Here are (most of) the movies I watched in 2025. There are fewer this year than last, partly because I watched fewer movies this year, partly because I was a little less diligent about writing reviews for the ones I did. Find last year’s reviews here.
Reviews are in order of viewing, new to old. Special favorites are rubricated.
THE THING (1982). A flying saucer crash lands in Antarctica. Thousands (millions?) of years later a team of scientists excavates it, and a shape-shifting virus-alien-lifeform gets loose. With a crew of scientists holed up in their base in the middle of a snowstorm, everyone is a suspect, no one is safe.
This is one of those movies that shows you the monster early, and keeps showing it—but it retains its shocking, stomach-turning effect as it takes a different form each time. Tightly plotted, excellently acted, with an ominous, understated score by Morricone.
Classic.
SCANNERS. A private security company has been finding and training “scanners”—people with telepathic/telekinetic/head-exploding mind powers. Then a rival company sabotages them by exploding one of their scanners’ heads.
Adequately coherent plot, terrific visual effects. Cronenberg gives us the goods.
It’s mind-blowing. 😉
EYES WITHOUT A FACE. A surgeon is trying to perfect the technique of the full face transplant. The recipient: his daughter, believed to have died in a car crash, but actually just disfigured. The donor: any beautiful, young, isolated woman that his wife can snatch off the streets of Paris.
Very nicely plotted, some eerie visuals, and a great ending. The daughter’s mask is more disturbing than the disfigurement, when it’s finally revealed. The movie is most horrifying when it’s matter of fact—when the father is just a cold, precise professional, carefully slicing into a woman’s face.
Its good.
PHANTOM OF THE PARADISE. Mashup of Phantom of the Opera with Faust with an original soundtrack by Paul Williams. A genius composer is swindled out of his compositions by a music mogul (played by Williams) looking for a big number to open his new concert hall. The cheated composer tries to sabotage the production, but is instead convinced by the mogul to sign another, more sinister contract, and help from the shadows.
The music slaps and the actors are devouring the scenery.
Cult classic BANGER.
