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Dark Water

Oh my god. What the fuck was that? The storyline has been done to death — dead mother-daughter (choose your combination) haunts its mirror image (another mother-daughter, or whatever  combination).

But even if you forgive the fact that the story isn’t new — there is ABSOLUTELY nothing scary about this movie. It is terrifying to see that it ever got made.

It deserves a toast! With sewage water!

Christmas with the Cranks

Sometimes, like everyone I guess, I become a victim of good packaging. The DVD of Christmas with the Cranks shouted good reviews — " A classic movie everyone should watch!" "Two thumbs up!"

Fuck you all! It was horrible! Scarier than Dark Water.

Movies are supposed to suspend your disbelief. This fails to do that. We can accept Keanu going back and forth between reality and cyber-reality in the Matrix, but somehow this movie fails to let us believe that neighbors invading you and threatening to put up your Frosty Snowman in your front lawn or else… is worth fretting over. This is downright fucked-up. It’s ridiculous. I don’t want to even laugh about it. 

It tries to redeem itself in the end with the sentimental-cancer-stricken-neighbor scene with Tim Allen. And although it is indeed heart-warming, the scene is too late (and contrived). You’ve wasted too much time to even care.

It’s movies like these that sometimes make you hate the world.

Mr & Mrs Smith

Who cannot love Angelina Jolie. So what if she has done the Tombraider-chick role too many times. Nothing beats the simultaneous pouting of lips and boobs. She fits the role too well. The movie is ala-Bonnie and Clyde, and it does it very well. You feel for Pitt and Jolie. I like the movie. It’s something you can just sit back, relax, and enjoy, but it isn’t brain-dead.

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