
The movie is about a young woman (Franka Potente of Run Lola Run
As it turns out, the movie wasn’t that great. It wasn’t extraordinarily bad; it was just kind of your run-of-the-mill horror movie: a little gruesome, but not particularly scary. I just added it to my list to get the most out of the ten pounds I paid for it.

The movie works because it’s a simple story with plenty of excitement and thrills, good characters, and loads of blood & guts thrown all over the place. It’s also free of any CGI effects, and the werewolves surprisingly look really good. Who knew a guy in a werewolf suit could be so convincing?

That was a good thing, though. I probably would have been traumatized if I saw this thing in a dark theater. A really scary movie is a little less frightening with regular commercial breaks. The images of Linda Blair in that movie are still very vivid to me: thrashing around in her bed, turning her head 360 degrees, spewing vomit all over priests. Pretty freaky stuff for a little kid. The weird thing is that it didn’t really keep me awake at night. What the movie did do is burn its images into my memory, which says a lot for it.

Magic was a movie starring Anthony Hopkins as schizophrenic ventriloquist who suspects his dummy is committing murders. The movie also had Ann-Margaret as the love interest and was directed by Richard Attenborough (that’s right, John Hammond from Jurassic Park
What freaked me out was the commercial for this movie: it’s hard to describe, but it only featured the head of the talking dummy, saying some sort of scary rhyme. I don’t remember what it said, all I remember this evil little wooden head almost made me crap my pants. I had to turn away whenever that commercial came on. You think ventriloquist dummies are harmless? Not this one; this is one scary dummy. You’ll crap in your pants too.
Will I ever actually watch this movie? No way, man. I like my pants nice and clean.
Come back soon, more of the list to come! Aieeeeeeee!
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