There will still be X-Men movies going forward, don't worry. But they will have to strive even harder to stand up and be noticed in the aftermath of hurricane Logan.
The Final Chapter uses a darker palate with heavier shadows, more jump scares (seriously, a shit ton of jump scares), and a more frenetic editing style that usually undercuts the impact of the action scenes.
The Eyes of My Mother takes a minimal cast, an isolated single location, and innovative approaches to representing both violence and psychology to create one of the best-looking and best-actualized low-budget horror films I've seen in years.
The film follows two drifters, a sociopath and his closeted sidekick, Duke and Boots, in what is a textbook study in the psychology of a sexual predator.
