I went into this movie aware that there was some memorable moments but did not expect to be wowed by the ridiculousness on display. The concept of vampiric, shape-shifting werecats could not have been executed any better. It blends classic monster madness with the bizarre details one can come to expect from Stephen King. Many actors were given the opportunity to shine in this film. I especially connected with the performance of Sparks who brings a sincere humanity to the role of Clovis. The sheer amount of absurdity in this movie took me by surprise. A police officer is fatally stabbed in the back with a gnawed on ear of corn. Another is set on fire when the mother sleepwalker fires a handgun at a police vehicle, which promptly explodes. I found the death of Andy Simpson, Clovis' partner, too be especially impactful. Over the little time Dan Martin had in the film he stood out as an exemplary actor and supported Sparks admirably. The Borg Queen was in this movie and it was neat to see her get so emotionally conflicted by the gathering of household cats on her yard. I too have had my own share of run-ins with strange cats and I can safely say that this film accurately depicted the existential fear one experiences when confronted with multiple strange cats outside ones house. It was strange to see her bang her son but when your an ancient cat faced serial rapist there is not as many options out there waiting for you. Overall this is a funny and bizarre sit that is perfect for anybody willing to deal with seeing Mark Hamill in over-sized sunglasses.

Incest, check! Rape, check! Cats, check! Equals Anime!

Stephen King's Sleepwalkers has a reputation as one of the lesser quality adaptations of his work, which led me to put off watching it for years. Well I don't know what film the critics saw, cause the one I watched was wicked good. Nestled in that perfect area of 80's horror where the blood was corn syrup, the flesh was latex, there wasn't a pixel or rendering in sight and atmospherics mattered more than excessive violence, this is one serious piece of horrific eye candy with the backbone of King's wicked imagination to hold it steady. The story tells of a small Midwestern town (is there any other kind in the man's work?) That falls prey to a pair of vampire werewolf hybrid creatures who subside off the blood of virgins and morph into slimy behemoths that conveniently show off the impressive prosthetics. Brian Krause is one of said creatures, drifting into town with his creepy mother (the wonderful Alice Krige) and setting his sights on severely virginal schoolgirl Madchen Amick, by dialing up the charm past eleven. People and animals start to die all over town and the suspicions arise, but the pair are cunning and have most likely been doing this for centuries almost unnoticed. It's nothing too unique as far as the concept goes, but the fun of it lies in the gooey special effects and one demon of a performance from Krige, a veteran stage actress. She is one part beautiful seductress (even to her son, in one unsettling scene) and one part volatile banshee, setting your nerves on edge time and time again throughout the film. Krause does the demonic James Dean thing nicely and Amick shows blossoming reilience beneath the required mantle of terrified scream queen. The three of them run amok in a beautifully realized fever dream of psycho sexualized terror, small town atmospherics and a classic old school horror climate. This film loves it's cameos, so watch for Clive Barker, Ron Perlman as a grouchy state trooper and King himself as the world's dumbest graveyard caretaker. Baffles me why this was panned upon release. It's actually one of the best films I've seen based on King's horror work, and there's a lot to compete with.

Yes, it's a book-to-film adaptation of another one of Stephen King's horror novels. And, if you know anything about how well his stories transfer across medium, you'll know they have a history of not really working. For every Pet Sematery and IT there's a dozen 'Sometimes They Come Backs' and 'The Dark Halfs.' However, Sleepwalkers is oddly sit-throughable.I use the word 'sit-throughable' over good, because I want to set you expectations at the right level. You'll be okay to walk in and out of the film to make a cup of tea and come back without really missing that much.It's about, er, things. They're like people during the day, but sometimes monsters. And they have powers. You don't really get much back story concerning where they're from, what they are and what they're capable of, but never mind. They're a mother and son couple. And, when I say 'couple' – I mean couple. Yes, yuk! They move from town to town sucking the life – literally – out of people – mainly teenage girls the son manages to seduce with apparent ease. And did I mention they don't like cats? And it's not a case of a mild allergy where they sniff a bit whenever Mr Tibbles walks into the room, they go a bit mental. But then cats hate them, too.Yeah, it's all a bit of a mess. They move to a town and the cycle starts all over again, but will they manage to suck the life out of Twin Peaks' Madchen Amick? Yes, this is probably her biggest role since leaving the cult TV show and she... well, she's okay, but much capable of more.Basically, if you don't mind cheesy horror that could be so much better then you'll be okay with this. It's short. That's a bonus. It doesn't drag. But don't expect anything to really make sense. Things happen just to move the plot forward and that's about it. Your expectations need to be low. In fact, in these days of remakes and prequels, this is one film I'd actually like to see a prequel to. There's so much left out of the history of the characters, a prequel might explain some of it.