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The only reason this one took off is because it's by the guy from "The Office" (US) and the gimmick. Oh, and because they killed the kid.
Snoozer.
: I have never understood how anyone could find this film frightening, even mildly. I was 33 before I didn't fall asleep watching it.
It's one of Polanski's few failures, the other being the whole rape thing.
Never understood the appeal of Farrow either, other than that she was boinking Sinatra for a bit.
: Run-of-the-mill themes used since the 1970s. Fantastic art/scene design. Crap everything else, and a colossally stupid ending.
Message movies are hard to do, and this one proves it because it's a stinker, however pretty it looks.
: Argento should've been a watercolor painter. He can use pos/neg space, texture, and lighting, but his movies are garbage. They're the cinematic equivalent of 200mg of melatonin.
I believe he is worshipped as some kind of great director because people were told they'd be uncool and unfashionable if they said he wasn't.
: I put the two most pretentious and egregious borefests in the same screenshot because they weren't worth the effort of Shift+Command+4 twice.
One's a family melodrama Aster got halfway through filming and then decided to make it J-horror, and the other is Eggers proving that allowing two scenery-chewers to go for the moon in Edwardian get-up is "true art" for the marks.
I fell asleep in both, and I saw "The Lighthouse" at a matinee.
: Overacting is Oscar-worthy, or so I keep seeing. Histrionics in the 1930s, with gore. "X" was good, despite the bad old-age makeup and the stupid that came from it. This one is comically bad. It has its following, though. 🤷♂️
: Somehow this is a "classic" and very popular. Aside from decent SFX, it's a snoozer.
: Never understood the appeal of this one either, not even as a film, much less a horror film. I'm glad folks got paid, even if it was just with bags of weed or food.
: I do not understand the appeal of this movie. I watched it because of the hearty recommendations, and I knew nothing about it going in.
It was predictable, hackneyed, and boring. Not even my boy Justin could save it.
54 year-old autistic human. Father of three. Grandfather of one. Movie production Yoda. Screenwriter. Nerdfaceperson.