One for the books!
Dead List doesn’t have the weaknesses of most low budget horror anthology films of its decade. It doesn’t rely massively on compositing. The post-production effects are kept to a minimum. There is an important proximity with the characters who are sometimes sympathetic, sometimes amusing, but always credible. This is minimalist filmmaking at its best.
The film contains five segments and a wraparound story. Segment one is a commentary on racism. Segment two is a complete mindfuck. Segment three is a tense road story. Segment four will make you reconsider swimming in lakes. Segment five is about a scary clown. The wraparound story deals with acting and witchcraft. All segments have a supernatural element, and they are brilliantly interwoven.
Contrary to most horror anthology movies, Dead List keeps the best for last. The segments get better as we go, which I believe is how it should always be. The shorter segments, though, feel incomplete. Sometimes scary, sometimes provocative, sometimes claustrophobic and always captivating, this movie needs to be seen by all horror anthology film completists.