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Ira Brooker4.0

Look, obviously when a movie starts out with Christopher Lee and Peter Cushing on a Trans-Siberian train battling an otherworldly shapeshifter that eats brains with its eyes, eventually you're going to get around to Telly Savalas in a deep red smoking jacket beating the hell out of a Rasputinesque monk in a crowded dining car. Fortunately, the stylish execution makes up for the same-old same-old plot.

Matt!4.0

THE THING FROM ANOTHER BOXCAR It's unfortunate that such an awesome movie got relegated to having such a generic ass title. The Spanish one at least is “Panic on the Trans-Siberian”, but “Horror Express”? Sounds like a fuckin’ Halloween-themed amusement park ride—makes sense then why people forget it’s actually another adaptation of “Who Goes There?”, the novella that inspired The Thing. But, instead of Kurt Russell fighting the best practical effects of all time, here we get Christopher Lee and Peter Cushing fighting a shapeshifting Neanderthal that telekinetically absorbs brains with its glowing red eyes, resulting in trippy death scenes with rad fever dream energy. Then, instead of an isolated outpost in the arctic, we move the setting to an upscale early 20th century Trans-Siberian crowded passenger train. And, as if that weren’t enough, we get a perfect balance of spine-tingling off-the-chart vibes and delightfully campy B-movie-isms like when the protagonists start examining fluid samples from the creature’s eye and see fuckin’ images of dinosaurs and outer space under a goddamn microscope. Oh, and of course Telly Savalas pops in at the stroke of midnight to unsurprisingly chew up screentime, too. So yeah, it’s lit. Total shame that it’s not more well known. “Horror Express”, my ass.

wersku3.5

I read online that because Peter Cushing suffered from panic attacks at night during the filming due to his wife's death, Christopher Lee slept in the same bed with him during the shoot. That's just so sweet.And the movie...Holy shi... A train ride into the unknown. The raw energy of a B-movie, familiar gothic horror, and sci-fi in a way I absolutely did not see coming. This is an amazing movie and I hate that I haven't seen this before.A hairy hand lurks just around the corner, and we're trapped in a maze, a labyrinth as a playground. It’s like a personal psychological chamber. Death meets a certain kind of absurdity, and I enjoyed it even though the film is a bit clumsy in itself, it still gives its characters a perfect kind of chaos through science, faith, power, fear, and more. The film surrenders, frees itself, and fights all at once and my eyes stayed glued to the screen until the very end.I won’t go too deep into the plot, but it might remind you of something else especially when you start thinking about where it may have drawn its inspiration. Still, I liked how the film wraps its whole into this tight little mystery, shaded with its own smoke and shadows. The movie hungers for something with its glowing eyes, yet at the same time, it keeps whispering reminders of something you've seen or felt before.So what ends up staring back at you is a film that’s far from perfect but perfectly chaotic in just the right way. Maybe I even wished for a bit more madness in its design, because this film felt like it had all the ingredients lined up to create something truly unforgettable. It’s that good old-school horror, the kind that burns with hunger where the thirst itself, the pursuit of knowledge, the curiosity…becomes something tragic in the end.74/100