Alien Spider Insanity Unleashed in Sting: A Review

This week, a horror film has hit the screens, bringing with it a plethora of alien spider insanity. For those craving a dose of this peculiar genre, Sting promises to deliver. Unlike traditional horror films that leave viewers with sleepless nights, Sting offers a playful, B-movie experience filled with 90 minutes of silly, daft fun.

Penned and directed by Kiah Roache-Turner, Sting is set in an apartment building in Brooklyn, a common setting for horror flicks due to its dimly lit corridors and potential for terrorizing multiple households. The plot kicks off with an alien egg crash-landing on Earth, hatching a tiny black spider that is discovered by young Charlotte (Alyla Browne), who adopts it as a pet and names it Sting.

The movie also delves into family dynamics, with Charlotte’s strained relationship with her stepfather Ethan (Ryan Corr), a comic book artist and the janitor of the building. Charlotte’s jealousy towards her new baby brother leads her to seek solace in Sting, her newfound pet. Meanwhile, the top floor of the apartment building houses her demented grandmother and a sinister aunt, adding layers of tension to the storyline.

As Sting grows in size and appetite, fueled by live cockroaches, chaos ensues in the building. With jump-scares and suspenseful moments, the film caters to fans of the horror genre, offering a thrilling experience. While the plot may seem familiar and derivative, Roache-Turner’s execution ensures that viewers get what they expect from a film of this nature.

Sting may not be a groundbreaking masterpiece, but it certainly delivers on its promise of alien spider insanity. As the film reaches its conclusion, the question remains – is our spider truly dead, or is there more horror to come?