I liked this movie. Not because it was
wonderful or anything, but it was fresh and different. Yes, yes
I know it was a remake of an old movie, but they didn't have the
production techniques to really carry out the idea the way this
There were very very cool creatures in this movie, and well carried
out creepiness that would have been a lot more effective had this
moron, who felt the whole theater would like to hear his witty retorts
to every pause in movie dialogue, kept his mouth shut. Also he kept
kicking my seat.
Anyway, if you like horror movies, go see this. The production value
alone, kept it really interesting and the set design was phenomenal.
I really enjoyed just seeing the different characters and various
Shannon Elizabeth, for the tawdry little piece of eye candy was
mildly annoying, but I have to give credit to the screenwriter,
or director or whomever made the call to have her disappear about
thirty minutes into the movie so that we could concentrate on the
plot instead of clawing off our ears to get away from her inane
dialogue. She spends about fifteen minutes messing around in a bathroom.
That is what I do when I go into a new house. Head straight to the
bathroom and wash my face in the bathtub. Because the sink is so
inconvenient being so close to a mirror and all.
Also this movie got an R rating, as the ads keep telling us, for
Violence, Horror, Gore, and Nudity. Ok so I was looking forward
to these horrible things that the MPAA felt was so shocking that
it deemed an R rating. Let me tell you. The Violence, not so bad.
Mainly dead people, same with the gore. Horror, I am not even sure
this is a valid reason. But the Nudity was the biggest let down.
The Nudity, as it always is, I am not complaining was this little
bimbo, who prances about with a knife. Ok, but she is ugly, obviously
face breast, like a Russ Meyers movie. And she was pale and dead
with lots of slashes and cuts.
There has to be a point where the MPAA takes a step back and realized,
yes the person is nude, but it is not in the least bit sexual and
let it go.
Anyway, as the last bit of my ravings, I have to say to the parents
of the three children who sat there at the movie, I hope they grow
up to kill you because of the images you subjected them to at the
tender ages of, I am guessing, 5, 7, and 9. Real good parenting
guys. Parental Supervision doesn't mean you watch them while they
get scarred. I hope they went home and kept you up for two weeks
with nightmares for being too cheap to pay a baby-sitter.
Have a lovely Day