The British horror renaissance has been steadily gathering momentum in recent years; this delicious — nay, positively delirious — mindbender, an adaptation of William Scheinman’s Buddhist horror novel White Night, isn’t afraid to push the envelope. Eschewing tired old torture-porn tropes in favour of full-blown body horror — we’re feeling a distinct David Cronenberg influence in several of this year’s Horrorthon entries — writer-director Robert Pratten gives us a London taxi driver (a game Peter Bramhill) whose obsession with a ghostly goddess becomes all too real — or surreal? Pratten insists there’s a serious message in here somewhere — something about pleasure not being the path to true happiness’. Thankfully, he isn’t afraid to illuminate his philosophy with buckets of blood, copious amounts of nudity and murderous extraterrestrial Zen cops. A must see.
Plus short film Into the Mirror