I like movies. A lot.
I remember how giddily happy I was when watching Spider-Man 2 and there was that "Evil Dead" moment when Doc Ock's arms attacked the surgeons.
That's how I felt through 99% of this movie. I don't think there was a time I wasn't smiling.
I've never tried cocaine, but I can't imagine it even comes close to how awesome it feels when I am watching a new Sam Raimi film.
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Fuckin' A, B and C! This was great!
I've loved so many sequels to Hooper's classics (that's right. Plural. I count part 2 in there as well), but this one probably had me laughing out loud more than any since Tom Everett sang "All you motherfuckers, don't tell me what I should deeeeeeew" in part 3. Gone is a lot of the seriousness brought into the series from the reboot onwards, and we get a lot of that dark, dark…
A documentary that feels like it came out at least 10 years too late.
It goes over all the popular films, not really adding much to them besides the obvious, while talking heads praise each film and the genre.
Unlike that awesome folk horror doc, found footage has been around for ages (at least the genre name) and even for a casual fan, there is nothing new or revealing that anyone has to say. There's no going into the culture…
On video poker, when you are playing 5 card draw, the second player doesn't get to see what the first player does! He/she would know what cards are available! Ridiculous!
And that's the least of this film's problems.
When I want an Argento fix, I should just stick with rewatches of the classics. Though I do admit, a few of his newer ones (Giallo, Mother of Tears, Dracula) are definite guilty pleasures.