Multi-Facial 

Shudder’s Host (not a particularly original title, I must say) attempts to bring the spooks to “the quarantine generation” by presenting us with a scary Zoom call during lockdown.

The actions that Verity confesses to are tragic.  But the way to prevent those actions isn’t to force the related emotions into the shadows. 

A haunting look at grief, survival, and a mother’s quiet collapse in a world that never gave her room to fall.

I think these messages and the way they are presented in this small-town in Texas are increasingly more important as the internet/ social media becomes more and more critical and judgemental every day. Love yourself today and every day because as Ru Paul always says: “If you can’t love yourself, how in the hell are you gonna love someone else?”

The film does not add anything to its own conversation or genre, and falls flat once it’s about to end and must declare some sort of conclusion.

This Netflix original series is for animal lovers and fans of light horror series.