When the hammer finally drops (literally—he uses a fire axe this time), the theater erupted in a mix of screaming and laughter. The kills are creative, mean-spirited, and go on just long enough to make you feel guilty for watching.
Merry Christmas, you filthy animals. Art is coming to town. Have you seen TERRIFIER 3 yet? Did you make it through the mall scene without looking away? Sound off in the comments below. And as always... stay gory. Terrifier 3
Literally everyone else.
I just walked out of the early screening. My hands are still shaking. Not from fear—from the sheer, unadulterated audacity of what I just watched. Here is my full, spoiler-light review of the most depraved slasher of the decade. The plot? You don't come to Terrifier for plot. But credit where it’s due: Terrifier 3 picks up immediately after the insanity of the second film. Sienna Shaw (Lauren LaVera, who is quickly becoming our generation’s Jamie Lee Curtis) is recovering in a psychiatric institution. She’s haunted, broken, and wearing a literal halo of trauma. She believes Art is dead. When the hammer finally drops (literally—he uses a
Fans of The Sadness , Inside (2007), and people who thought Terrifier 2 was "a little tame." Art is coming to town
Thornton understands that the horror comes from the waiting . His performance is silent, save for the squeaking of his shoes and the wet sounds of his work. He is cruel, funny, and utterly unpredictable. Is he going to tickle you? Is he going to scalp you? With Art, the anticipation is the torture. I have to be objective. The runtime is bloated. At 2 hours and 5 minutes, the film drags in the middle act. We get a lengthy dream sequence involving Sienna's dead mother that feels ripped from a different, worse movie.
You buy a ticket to see the limits of practical effects. You buy a ticket to see a modern horror icon do his worst. And on that front, Damien Leone has delivered a Christmas miracle.