It starts as a witty Agatha Christie-style parlor mystery before exploding into a splatter-gore extravaganza.
If you ever wondered what would happen if the cast of Downton Abbey took a wrong turn and ended up in the middle of The Evil Dead , look no further. Jack McHenry’s 2019 feature debut, , is the "gory glory" mashup you didn't know you needed.
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What makes Here Comes Hell so special isn't just the scares—it’s the style.
Set in the 1930s, the film follows a group of elite socialites who gather at a crumbling manor for a dinner party. There’s the wealthy host Victor, the tennis-playing Teddy, the sharp-tongued Christine, and our relatable "outsider" entry point, Elizabeth. The evening starts with cocktails and caviar but quickly takes a sharp left turn when a seance goes horribly wrong, unleashing a demonic force with a grudge. A Love Letter to the Classics
Despite its "knowingly flimsy" premise, the film succeeds because it never feels like a mean-spirited parody. Instead, it’s an earnest, charming tribute to the directors McHenry loves—names like Hitchcock, Carpenter, and Sam Raimi.
Blood, Black-and-White, and British Wit: Why You Need to See Here Comes Hell (2019)