This one came as a recommendation from the wonderful Zoe over at Zuts (The Sporadic Chronicles of a Beginner Blogger). In fact – don’t be jealous boys – it came to me in a parcel from South Africa, wrapped in dark black paper, smelling of lilacs and daffodils. At first, after opening the package, I was curious as to how the bones of a small animal had made it through Customs (apparently it is S.A. tradition to send small sacrifices along with DVDs to your friends in North America) but I collected them from the box and put them aside – YES – in a circle, Zoe – for praying later and started this regional friendly movie. After about 20 minutes I realized I had seen this before – but didn’t remember much of it because I had watched it during the weed smoking days – even though I’ve never touched the stuff – and didn’t recall being very fond of it but I pressed on anyway and – sorry, sweet JB – I didn’t really love it.
I thought this thing had some cool aspects to it, like the touch of the chick with the full body birthmark and those scenes with the kid and the murderer:
But I just didn’t ever really care for the rest of it and that scene with the steak was just fucking disgusting. So, this semi-normal college dude runs across this dissident style other dude and they decide to film people talking about what scares them. A broad teams up with them and sexual tension arises and then the dude that’s not Jackson Rathbone goes apeshit. Like I wrote in THE HAMILTONS, I’ve never been too fond of any of the After Dark Horror series shit and this one didn’t really step it up (to me anyway).
In fact, I can’t really even think about too much to say about it, sorry IJB!!!! Here’s my gift back to you:
Tune in tomorrow for something I absolutely LOVED!!!!!! XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOXO Tomorrow!