The Devil Rides Out

A slow-creeping haunted-house dread machine that tightens its grip with every creak, shadow and jump, leaving you tense long after it ends.

A gothic chiller that feels like a classic horror tale, with atmospheric tension and a touch of camp.

A slow, dread-soaked descent into a family's nightmare, anchored by cold realism and a profound sense of spiritual crisis.

A relentless, gory siege that turns family grief into a nightmare of possession, with brief black comedy amid the carnage.

A slow, unsettling descent into an isolated community where cheerful paganism masks something sinister, building to a devastating, unforgettable climax.

A slow-creeping, foggy-night chiller that makes the ordinary feel sinister and leaves a lingering sense of dread.

A gloomy, jump-scare-heavy gothic ride through foggy corridors and candlelit crypts, more atmospheric set-piece than story, best watched for mood over logic.

A slow, suffocating dread builds as a broken family's reunion curdles into something deeply wrong, with moments of shocking body horror.

A slow, uneasy descent into occult menace, with a few shocking images that linger long after.

A slow, suffocating plunge into Puritan paranoia and dread, where every whisper and shadow feels like a threat.

A suspenseful journey into a gothic landscape where secrets and danger lurk around every corner.

A slow-creeping, fog-drenched chiller that wraps you in old-fashioned dread and occult menace.