Anyway, dude knows his scary movies. He was the first one to show me Halloween (I could not believe Jamie Lee Curtis had played a high schooler. For some reason, that was mindboggling.). In college, we saw movies together like Dead Alive and Lynch flicks. So I am, of course, thrilled that he participated. The boy knows scary flicks.
Witches - I don't think it gets any scarier. I don't like them one bit, with their incantations and eyes of newt. I think what gets me the most is that the result of their ill deeds always seems to be very much linked to the visceral. Witches seem to revel in pain, be it vomiting cherry pits or finding cameraman's teeth in a bag. No one ever when quickly under the spell of a witch and what they're doing to you is seems to come from the darker corners of imagination.
Speaking of corners, they make you to things like this, which for my buck, is one of the most unnerving images committed to film.
A few favorite witchy films
Suspiria:
Witches have fantastic decorators... |
The Blair Witch Project:
...just not this one. |
Halloween III:
gather round and watch the magic pumpkin |
Rosemary's Baby:
In the service of the dark one and lookin' fly! |
Drag Me to Hell:
one of the best films of 2009 |
On the flip-side, they also come in this form, which doesn't hurt a darn thing.
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