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uberreinigerWent and saw The Grudge this evening. After weeks of hearing nothing but how people hate this movie, I was expecting to he utterly disappointed. After being very pleased by the film, I can only conclude that the people who say this are utterly stupid, so now, I'm gonna T-bag them!
The recent rise in popularity of Asian horror movies in the United States has given rise to an annoying new breed of movie fan: the Asian horror snob. You know the ones. And if you don't, just make a post to a horror community or message board containing the sentence "I liked The Ring." You will receive at least ten replies saying how dumb you are and that you need to see Ringu. It's now the same thing with The Grudge. Everybody's pissed simply because it's not the original, never mind being directed by the same director and containing two of the same actors reprising their roles from the original and following the story from the original quite faithfully. Well, to you Asian horror snobs, I T-bag you. I rub the nutsack of my cinematic sensibilities in your eyes, praying that their wire-like pubic hairs will scratch the retinas of your pretentiousness!
I love all these people who, every time a remake of a film comes out, start acting like you're defiling holy ground if you say that you like it. It makes me want to do a remake of some film that all people every agree is truly awful, like Ishtar or the English-overdubbed Schawrzenegger sub-classic Hercules In New York. I would make the films actually good, unlike the originals, then see how many beetles would crawl out of the woodwork saying that it "did not live up to the original." Or worse, how many would suddenly act like they were closet fans, saying that my remakes were not as "deliciously awful" as their predecessors. And when they say these things, I will T-bag them too! Right in the eyes! Repeat ad nauseum!
The only think really bad about the movie was the stupid-ass ghetto mamma who brought her screaming baby, the jabbering Mexican couble directly behind us, and the trio of loud, obnoxious jocks over my left shoulder who kept kicking the seats and laughing at everything. After this and the bad experience watching The Village I think I'm just gonna start going to a different movie theatre.
The recent rise in popularity of Asian horror movies in the United States has given rise to an annoying new breed of movie fan: the Asian horror snob. You know the ones. And if you don't, just make a post to a horror community or message board containing the sentence "I liked The Ring." You will receive at least ten replies saying how dumb you are and that you need to see Ringu. It's now the same thing with The Grudge. Everybody's pissed simply because it's not the original, never mind being directed by the same director and containing two of the same actors reprising their roles from the original and following the story from the original quite faithfully. Well, to you Asian horror snobs, I T-bag you. I rub the nutsack of my cinematic sensibilities in your eyes, praying that their wire-like pubic hairs will scratch the retinas of your pretentiousness!
I love all these people who, every time a remake of a film comes out, start acting like you're defiling holy ground if you say that you like it. It makes me want to do a remake of some film that all people every agree is truly awful, like Ishtar or the English-overdubbed Schawrzenegger sub-classic Hercules In New York. I would make the films actually good, unlike the originals, then see how many beetles would crawl out of the woodwork saying that it "did not live up to the original." Or worse, how many would suddenly act like they were closet fans, saying that my remakes were not as "deliciously awful" as their predecessors. And when they say these things, I will T-bag them too! Right in the eyes! Repeat ad nauseum!
The only think really bad about the movie was the stupid-ass ghetto mamma who brought her screaming baby, the jabbering Mexican couble directly behind us, and the trio of loud, obnoxious jocks over my left shoulder who kept kicking the seats and laughing at everything. After this and the bad experience watching The Village I think I'm just gonna start going to a different movie theatre.
