Maybe I'm just stoopid...

Take Chuck Palahniuk for example, and how he pretty much writes circles around most of the top lined scribes writting today (I hope all of his books are adapted to film) You can't tell me that, that guy doesn't have demons. That he doesn't live in some small way in that which he tells.

I find it funny that your Wife timed wanting to watch this film right near it's release date... Yes the press on this film is great. B-D said it was the scariest film they have ever seen- I think they have shitty taste, and kiss too much corporate ass, also that faggy as Marilyn Mansion wannabe guy with the mascara needs to wash his face and let his eyebrows grow out. I thank you for re reminding me about it's release.

Oh and ;) btw.

This time.

Dunh Dunh Dunh.

Cue the thunder!!!!

I frequently tell people to check out 'Session 9' if they are looking for such a film, but that doesn't really register with everybody. Would love to know what some of you consider for a scary-not-gory flick?

Oh and I meant to say to Mori thanks for bringing it/those flicks to our attention! Now back to talking 'bout French chicks...

After watching IRREVERSIBLE, I've become very wary of French directors. Talk about messed up! What is it with these guys?!?!

No, I wasn't offended by the content in this one, but it didn't elicit any measure of enjoyment, either. I didn't expect a frolicking good time, mind you, but this is the kind of horror film that just plays like pure visual static -- 78 minutes that could be spent watching something far more enriching. You know the type when you see them.

I did enjoy the repeated shots of CGI Wonderbaby, though. Give that kid his own feature, people.

Eeuuuuugh.

Good lord- that also goes for the Guinea Pig Films. Not one redeeming feature to it.

I'd rather watch Hostel and I FUCKING HATE Hostel.

This isn't hard to grasp, and not hard to do, but what the useless fuck fails to take into account is that you actually have to give a red fuck about the characters for the film to be described as remotely successful.

Anyhow, it just genuinely makes me wonder if the protagonist in this movie signed onto the role knowing that she'd have to sit around playing possum while someone fished a prosthetic baby out of her prosthetic pregnant stomach. Man, imagine how awkward the set must have been that day! You'd have the two directors playing out their most juvenile fantasies, directing a hilariously scarred Beatrice Dalle on the most *proper, convincing* way to fish out a foetus doll from a woman's stomach, while everyone else on set -- the grips, the camera operators -- squirms uncomfortably, wondering when they can go home and leave that freak show behind them. Whenever I imagine a scenario like that, I can't help but feel embarrassed for everyone involved.

I guess it's comforting knowing that these guys are going to remake Hellraiser, though. They're perfectly suited for that sort of lame-brained material.

Usually I don't like to do what most talkbackers do when describing stuff - bring one down to show how great the other is. Here it's unavoidable. If you take away the conceit in Memento then you're actually left with a really obvious whodunnit that wouldn't cut the mustard against similar films.

Irreversable however for me out-trumps most horror films because as things get 'better' your sense of dread mounts in inverse proportion to the 'brightness', having the Godlike knowledge of what's to come.

Like the best horror movies, the physical violence is outdone by the mental effect. Best horror flick for me for ages (although I bet that's not the section it's in at the video store). Relentless is right.