Surely there is no better example of a movie that gets on your last nerve and stays there for the duration. I’m ok with bait-and-switch thrillers, but this one grew increasingly more and more obnoxious as it went on. Better Watch Out, indeed.
What a sour, hateful, bilious, wildly overrated Christmas “classic.” Not for one second do I buy Murray’s transformation, nor that anyone in his orbit, least of all nice-gal Karen Allen, would fall for it, either. There are at least two other, better movies in which Bill Murray plays straight man to a bunch of special effects ghosts. This is garbage. Bah humbug!