Porno (2019)

Porno is the kind of mischievous horror-comedy that feels like it was smuggled out of a video store back room: shamelessly lurid, surprisingly sharp, and genuinely creepy when it wants to be. Set in a small Christian town and fueled by the awkward innocence of its teen theater employees, it turns sexual repression and hypocrisy into both punchlines and pressure points, letting the laughs curdle into dread without tipping its hand. Keola Racela stages the mayhem with scrappy style—sticky practical gore, punchy visuals, and a gleefully nasty demonic vibe that genre fans will recognize as a love letter with teeth. It’s not for the squeamish or anyone sensitive to explicit sexual content and violence, but if you like your midnight movies funny, bloody, and a little bit wicked, this one earns its scandalous title.

Porno wants to be a cheeky, retro horror-comedy about sexual repression colliding with literal demonic temptation, and the premise is genuinely fun in a video-store-trash kind of way. The problem is it rarely commits hard enough to either lane: the jokes can feel timid, the pacing drifts, and the characters are thinly sketched, so the chaos doesn’t land as sharply as it should. Add in very explicit sexual content, nudity, and some nasty violence (including assault elements), and it’s not the “silly midnight movie” some people expect—it can be uncomfortable as much as it is campy. If you’re here for a tight, laugh-a-minute splatter romp, this may test your patience, but if you’re tolerant of uneven execution and want a few gnarly practical effects with a taboo-baiting concept, you’ll find some guilty-pleasure moments.