Chris Rock and Samuel L. Jackson star in a new installment of the 'Saw' franchise, 'Spiral,' but where the original films spoke to the cultural moment, this one tries and fails.
How Spiral Set Out to Make the Most Realistically Gross Saw Traps Possible
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Saw movie, he had the same reaction many of us. “I paused and I was just like ‘Chris who?’
Because, of course, in my mind, never in a million years would
that Chris Rock want to meet with me,” the director of
Spiral: From the Book of Saw told Gizmodo over the phone this week. But it was
that Chris Rock.
Repo! The Genetic Opera was in New York to direct a Broadway show when he got a call from a producer who said he was needed back in Los Angeles. Apparently, a certain person who definitely couldn’t be the former
The Saw movies are the Fast & Furious of torture-porn franchises, as dedicated to doubling down on their original conceit as they are to their sincerely applied, ever-expanding lore. In the series’ ninth outing,
Spiral: From the Book of Saw, someone appears to be following in the footsteps of The Jigsaw Killer, everyone’s favorite murderous philosophy major. Jigsaw has actually been dead since
Saw III in 2006, but
Spiral raises doubts about that statement: It’s the series’ second soft reboot in recent years, and a key question teased in its trailers is whether its grisly puzzle-murders are the work of a copycat, or someone connected to the original killer, John Kramer (Tobin Bell). It wouldn’t be a stretch to assume the latter, given how much the people behind the Saw series care about its sprawling continuity.
Repo! The Genetic Opera was in New York to direct a Broadway show when he got a call from a producer who said he was needed back in Los Angeles. Apparently, a certain person who definitely couldn’t be the former
Saturday Night Live cast member, Oscar host, and mega successful comedian/movie star wanted to meet with him. So Bousman got on the flight and began reading a script sent to him called
Brain Donor. “I’m on the flight and I open the script up and like on page 18, I out loud vocally said, ‘Oh fuck,’ because I realized it was