We continue our
Halloween fun this week with two very different movies. One is a brand-new release and another is a
flick from the ‘70s. They’re definitely
worlds apart…in every sense. (By the way, I've been told the font is kind of small on here, so I've up the size. You're welcome.)
Movie #1: The Conjuring (2013,
with Patrick Wilson, Vera Farmiga, Lili Taylor)
See!! "Tim Burton Death Tree"!!! |
Jason and Kathy both saw this in the theater; I missed
it. As it released on iTunes this week,
we decided to scrap one movie we’d already decided on and watch this instead. I’m so glad we did. This is the story of an evil witch, a
centuries-old farmhouse, the typical American family, and a couple of
demonologists. Everyone’s heard of Ed
and Lorraine Warren—famous paranormal investigators who have had a very public
and fairly controversial career. This is
one of their cases. This is a ghost
story. This is a haunted house story.
This is also a story about demonic possession. Think—Amityville
Horror with more kids and switch out the crazed dad for the mother. It starts out as innocently as these things always do… clocks all stopping at the same time, things going bump in the night, unexplained
bruises you don’t remember getting, shadows you may or may not have seen. Then, it escalates rather quickly—and violently. Here enters Ed and Lorraine. The mystery of this odd house is uncovered,
the power of faith is called upon, and good battles evil. It follows the “formula” for these types of
movies, and overall it’s fairly well done.
What we liked: 1. That they showed the pictures of the
actual Perron family and the Warrens during the credits, along with newspaper
clippings about the case and others investigated by the Warrens. 2.
Although Ed died in 2006, Lorraine Warren, now 86, was a consultant on
the movie. 3. Setting—the movie did a great job with the
old farmhouse and the grounds around it.
Very creepy.
Ratings: Jason—3.5; Kathy—4; Me—4. (Now, Kathy and I are really into ghost
stories and hauntings for our horror movies. Jason’s more of the slice and dice crowd, and
he did say that influenced his score just a bit.)
Moral of the
story: When you are out buying a house people…do NOT pick the house that is
several hundred years old and has been abandoned for over 40 years because all
the owners suffered mysterious breakdowns and/or death. Also—do NOT pick the house that is worth a
lot but is actually within your puny budget and sucks up your life savings. Also—do NOT pick the house that has the
creepy, black, “Tim Burton death tree” in the yard! You just KNOW something evil went down
there! Friends… how many times do we
have to tell you. Learn from these
cheesy movies! DON’T BUY THE HOUSE.
Movie #2: Magic (1978, with
Anthony Hopkins, Ann-Margret, Burgess Meredith)
A young, fairly handsome Anthony Hopkins. Beautiful Ann-Margret. This movie should prove good, right? Wrong.
Oh lord. This movie was the most
painfully slow and tedious descent into madness one could watch. The premise itself isn’t bad… and it wasn’t
because the acting sucked. I mean, come
on! Anthony Hopkins! The acting/casting was really good. We actually felt sorry for the cast in the
end. It’s just the pacing of this movie
was slower than pouring frozen molasses into a freezer while standing on the frozen
tundra of the Arctic. No lie,
people. It took FOR—EV—ER. The plot points were spaced so far apart,
and the pacing was so slow that you could feel the moments of your life
drifting away into the ether as you sat through this just WAITING for something
to finally happen! You wanna know the
story? Okay—here’s my one-sentence
synopsis: Fearful, socially awkward ventriloquist
runs away from success to a Catskills cabin, hooks up briefly with his
high-school crush, kills his agent, his lover’s husband, and then himself
because he is driven to madness by his wooden dummy. He’s completely insane and believes his dummy
talks to him and through him… as if he were real. (Read here—“I’m a REAL boy!”) Kathy thinks what might have slightly
redeemed this movie is if Fats (the dummy) actually came to life in the end—kinda
like Chucky in Child’s Play. Me—If Anthony Hopkins can’t save a movie,
then it just can’t be saved. ‘Nuff said.
What we liked: 1. The packs of Smarties I ate out of
Jason’s bowl of Halloween candy. I can’t
speak for the others… Man, this was just
bad.
Ratings: Jason—2.5; Kathy—2.5; Me—2. **Please note—this movie was going to get
scores equal to The Swarm (our
absolute worst movie to date). However,
we couldn’t do that to the actors, simply because they did do a great job with
what they had. So we bumped up the
scores half a star simply on the effort of the actors.
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