ATM

Or, “A Movie of People Making Stupid Choices”

Three people get stuck in an ATM by one initially unarmed man in a big coat. The stalker may or may not be the same person responsible for killing all those people in Urban Legends. They do seem to shop at the same coat store. “Burlington’s for Psychos.”

But hey, what is a stalker/slasher type movie without people making dumb choices? Like, I don’t know, stopping at an ATM in the middle of the night. Or not posse-ing up and kicking the stranger’s ass.

As for our killer-stalker-heavily bundled guy, he’s far too resourceful. Look, I appreciate a resourceful bad guy, but this guy was too coincidentally resourceful. Kinda like the killer in The Collector.

Actually, I suppose other than the fact that the movie is full of people making dumb decisions and that it lacks any real satisfying conclusion, and that it really failed to provide any suspense…no, nevermind. It was bad.

Insidious – Complete with Spoilers

I’ve heard both good and bad reviews of Insidious, but surprisingly the good were out-weighing the bad so I decided to watch it all the same, despite the PG-13 rating warning me.

It’s not that it was a bad movie per se. The acting was solid and there were some good jumps. I absolutely loved the investigator crew, which was a nice mix of bizarre and nerdy.

No, what lost it for me was this:

 

The main bad guy in the movie is goddamn Darth Maul!

REALLY? Of all the possibilities of demons and scary shit that could be made, they decide on a Darth Maul look-a-like.

Not scary. Not scary one bit.

The Eclipse

Every now and then, I end up watching a movie that messes with my head, but not because of clever plot twists and surprise endings. No, these movies mess with my head because about over halfway into the film, I realize I have no fucking idea what is going on. Whoever wrote the synopsis of said film tends to embellish certain themes and plots in the film. This was the case with “The Eclipse”. I don’t have too many issues with this film, as it was beautifully shot and had a solid cast. But, while it’s listed as a horror film, it plays more like a standard drama. In fact, I found myself forgetting that there were horror elements lurking about that when they did occur, I ended up ripping out the headphones and jerking away the iPod in genuine terror. (By the way – Netflix app = greatest thing ever.) The horror moments were tossed in such innocuous moments of tranquility that I truly did not see them coming. You know how most horror movies like to employ the use of music to warn us that danger is lurking nearby? Yeah, forget about that device.

Just so you can fully understand the experience, imagine you’re relaxing and listening to a piece of soft, soothing music. You’re very very peaceful and mellow, not a care in the world and OMG WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT??

See? Jarring, isn’t? Eventually by the second time of falling for this, I remained on edge the rest of the film. That is to say, the rest of the film that barely skimmed the horror events. By the time the screen faded, I found myself stunned, wondering what the hell had just happened. Either the Irish are more subtle about their suspicions of ghostly presences than I am used to, or Synopsis Writer was having a laugh. Well done, on all parties involved.

Nugget of goodness

I had this utterly brilliant idea for a script and I want to pass the goodness to the world as a treat. Here world, have this nugget and savor it. Let it melt in your mouth as you inhale the sweet aroma. Let it drip… okay, I’m freaking myself out now.
I call this idea “Figgy Pudding”. It’s a slasher flick. Close your eyes. No, wait..you won’t be able to read this if you do that. Pretend you are closing your eyes so you can pretend to imagine the structure I’m throwing at you. Let’s say our main locale is a dorm. Eh, I know what you’re thinking: “Dorms are SO overdone for Christmas slashers.” True, my friends. But we need a single location of terror for this to work and “convalescent home” just doesn’t have the same ring to it. That’s a whole other issue of terror there.
Okay, so dorm-like setting. Enter the carolers. The carolers are the new mutant cannibal backwoods folks for 2010. Trust. The carolers seem oh so sweet and normal, but deep down they are some crazy bastards. They enter the scene singing at the dorm’s steps. Maybe the dorm inhabitants poke a little fun, cause we all know that college students are all jackasses, right? Unfortunately for these jackasses, the carolers have picked them as their target for the evening’s festivities (wink wink). As they get to their closing song (“We Wish You A Merry Christmas”), they get to the verse about figgy pudding:

Oh, bring us a figgy pudding;
Oh, bring us a figgy pudding;
Oh, bring us a figgy pudding and a cup of good cheer
We won’t go until we get some;
We won’t go until we get some;
We won’t go until we get some, so bring some out here

But these freaks are serious. They want their figgy pudding and they plan on killing until they get it. Unfortunately for the college students, no one knows what the fuck figgy pudding actually is, so of course no one has any on them. Then the stalking and killing begins, complete with over the top death scenes utilizing any and all improbably mortal Christmas decorations, along with corny one-liners like “Your balls have been jingled”.
So there. Take it, love it and give it a home. Just don’t name any of the characters some stupid shit like “Maximilian Stead” and describe him as “the wealthy, playboy type” or this entire deal is null and void, I shit you not. It’s important to have standards, even for shitty slashers flicks.
And check it out: flaming figgy pudding!

Figgy Pudding with Flaming Brandy

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