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31 Days of Horror Movies: Event Horizon

On the eleventh day, Matt decided upon....

Event Horizon

It's not too often that you have a true cross-over of horror with science fiction (although it's been increasing in recent years). In 1997 we were treated to one such movie. With a stellar cast featuring Sam Neill, Laurence Fishburne, Joely Richardson and Sean Pertwee (son of Dr. Who actor Jon Pertwee), Event Horizon tells the tale of the lost vessel of the same name, which ended contact with Earth several years ago. Now a signal begins to emanate from the spaceship, and so another ship is sent to investigate.

Captain Miller (Fishburne) and the crew of the Lewis and Clark arrive at Neptune to find a derelict Event Horizon in a decaying orbit around the planet. Upon boarding the re-discovered spaceship, things begin to go wrong. It looks like nothing good happened to the crew. People start hallucinating. Folks get killed. Blood and guts begin to fly. And it looks like they may not be alone.

I won't give away how Event Horizon ends. Indeed, I've been rather surprised at how many people haven't seen it. If you haven't yet, you really should. It's quite gripping. Watch it with the lights out. But  have a strong stomach, because you're gonna need it.


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