Film

Kill List

Name: Kill List
Genre: Horror, Thriller, Crime
Released: 2011
Cast: Neil Maskell, MyAnna Buring, Harry Simpson, Michael Smiley, Struan Rodger

Ben Wheatley's Kill List starts as a grim domestic drama about a broke, twitchy hitman taking one more job, then quietly, relentlessly mutates into something far stranger and nastier. It's shot like kitchen-sink realism and ends somewhere else entirely — a film that trusts dread over exposition. Not for the squeamish or the impatient; perfect for anyone who likes a film that refuses to explain itself.

TMDb rating

6.2

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