“The Fog”: Women in Classic Horror
The Fog follows more of a 1950s creature feature plot than a late-70s slasher with three legendary scream queens.

After the mob hits a guy with a list, one of the hoods keeps the list to blackmail its inhabitants. When he’s found out to be a double-crosser, they off him, angering his busty girlfriend. She goes after them using the only two weapons she has.
The Fog follows more of a 1950s creature feature plot than a late-70s slasher with three legendary scream queens.
David Fincher is back in his playpen, with a dark and chilling thriller.
This is not a film, it’s a drop tower. A drop tower that you don’t get off of for the vast majority of its 106-minute runtime.
A wondrously imaginative, diverse, and spirited allegory of childhood and the arduousness of adulthood.
Those perfect Summer or Fall days. The sun is shining, the temperature is JUST right, and you've got nothing else to do. Therefore, isn't it time to get outside and take a nice stroll through the park, or along the shoreline (should you be that fortunate), or even just around the neighborhood? Sure. BUT.....if one lives in the America found in the newest film adaptation of the work from horror author/cultural icon Stephen King.....doing this SHOULD be the LAST thing you hope to find yourself engaged with.
This is ambitious horror filmmaking, and in a lot of ways, I fully admire its ambitions. For me, the film’s sloppiness defines its overall quality.