Dominic Preston

Managing Commerce Editor at Android Police for the day job, food writer at Braise for the obligatory side hustle, former philosopher, and occasional freelancer on film, TV, videogames, and more

Pet Sematary review: Dead is better

It’s strange to come across a remake that, 30 years on, hits most of the same low and high notes as its cinematic ancestor: a clunky first hour and some ropey characterisation, all salvaged by an unexpectedly grisly finale. The third act pay-off here is absolutely worth it, despite the schlocky slog to get there, though some King fans are sure to find the finale frustrating. It’s been 30 years since Pet Sematary first graced our screens – and longer still since Stephen King first penned the ori

9 movie corpses who totally stole the show

Daniel Radcliffe is jerking tears and dazzling the screen right now in the wonderful Swiss Army Man, where he plays a farting corpse. It's good to see that he's truly letting go of Harry Potter and taking himself seriously (but seriously – he's actually great in it). Here are some of cinema's other charismatic corpses (farting or otherwise) that proved you don't need a heartbeat to steal the show - and no, zombies don't count. Undoubtedly the big daddy of the (admittedly niche) corpse comedy g

In praise of The Fly – the body horror that’s all in your head

Despite its venerable age, David Cronenberg’s The Fly remains the body horror to beat. Viewed today, it’s the film’s purity of purpose that stands out, the relentless commitment to breaking the human body down and putting it back together in all the ways it isn’t meant to be. It’s the platonic ideal of a body horror movie, a perfect 96 minutes of acid vomit and oozing flesh. And oh, the flesh. “You only know society’s straight line about the flesh,” Jeff Goldblum rants late on in the film. “You

Is there still a place in Hollywood for puppets and practical effects?

It doesn’t take long for Tale of Tales, Matteo Garrone’s fairy tale triptych, to make clear that this isn’t just another fantasy film. As John C Reilly’s King of Longtrellis is sent on a quest to slay a sea monster, he doesn’t strap on glistening armour in a quick-cut montage or sail out into a whirling CGI storm. Instead, he slowly wades underwater in an old-fashioned diving suit (positively futuristic by the standards of the otherwise Baroque setting). Murky water obscures our view of the sce