This is the scariest movie that self has ever not seen.
Not since “Texas Chainsaw Massacre Part II” has self ever not seen so much of a movie.
So, she’s at the seance scene. And the evil spirit — er, lamia — says she desires THE SOUL OF CHRISTINE BROWN!
And Alison Lohman — er, Christine Brown, shrieks: “No! It was my manager! He made me turn down your loan!”
Until this point, self had to stay hiding behind the kitchen counter, only occasionally popping her head out to shout at hubby in the living room: “So, what’s happening now?”
Hubby maintains he can’t understand why self borrowed such a movie. Self doesn’t know either, except that the reviews on Rotten Tomatoes weren’t bad. And, besides, she sort of likes horror movies (just, not the ones that involve flies, or sacrificial goats, or gypsy women with extremely long nails!)
Hubby told self, while she was in Washington just a few weeks ago, that the house was overwhelmed by a barrage of flies. “Oh,” self giggled on the phone, from the safe distance of 3000 miles, and the warm coziness of Dear Cuz’s kitchen in Vienna, VA, “How very Amityville horror!” She gave mock shivers in front of her cousin.
But now, EEEEK! There’s a fly in the living room! Thwack, thwack, thwack! Self sees screaming gypsy faces! Sacrificial goats! Cloven hooves!
Perhaps she shouldn’t have started this movie just before bedtime. Stay tuned, dear blog readers, stay tuned.