If Madonna made "Horror Films"
Darkness would definitely be it. One of my major problems with the movie could probably be blamed on a lack of communication between the writer and the director. Considering Jaume Balaguero both wrote and directed it, I guess it is understandable how they could not get together and discuss things. Things like location. The movie is set in Spain, yet, no one spoke Spanish in it. None of the newspapers were in Spanish. None of the DJs on the radio. None of the television shows. None of the neighbours. Not even the old house was Spanish. The only thing Spanish in the movie was a glimpse of a drawing that one of the dead children had done. I think it said something like, "I love my dad," only in Spanish. The setting of a movie would seem to be kind of a major part of it, but maybe that is just me.
Anna Paquin, the daughter, began the film overacting and did not stop until its abrupt, anticlimactic conclusion. Actually 'anticlimactic' is an inappropriate word to use as there was no rise in this movie at all. Not even Viagra could have gotten a swell out of this movie.
Stephan Enquist, the son, was the only cast member who did a decent job. Which is kind of sad considering he was the only child actor in the movie. Oh wait. There were also the children who had the difficult task of standing in the shadows. Woo! Now that's talent. Although, Enquist only had to form a love affair with a box of colored pencils. Then there was the whole subplot of the power struggle between the ghosts and young master Enquist over who would have control of the mighty green colored pencil. Everyone knows that green is a ghost's favorite color. It brings me to tears just thinking about it.
As for Lena Olin, the wife, why oh why did you think that this was a good project to get involved with? I like you so much. Was it money? If so, you could have asked and I would have let you borrow some. Okay fine. You could have had the money. What were you thinking?!
To Iain Glen, the father, what the freak was your freaking problem you freaking moron? I guess that one of my major freaking problems with you had abso-freaking-lutely nothing to do with you. All in all, it did make me freaking laugh quite a freaking bit, but not enough to salvage the 95 freaking minutes of my life that I will never again see. What the freak?
Later Consuela.
Darkness would definitely be it. One of my major problems with the movie could probably be blamed on a lack of communication between the writer and the director. Considering Jaume Balaguero both wrote and directed it, I guess it is understandable how they could not get together and discuss things. Things like location. The movie is set in Spain, yet, no one spoke Spanish in it. None of the newspapers were in Spanish. None of the DJs on the radio. None of the television shows. None of the neighbours. Not even the old house was Spanish. The only thing Spanish in the movie was a glimpse of a drawing that one of the dead children had done. I think it said something like, "I love my dad," only in Spanish. The setting of a movie would seem to be kind of a major part of it, but maybe that is just me.
Anna Paquin, the daughter, began the film overacting and did not stop until its abrupt, anticlimactic conclusion. Actually 'anticlimactic' is an inappropriate word to use as there was no rise in this movie at all. Not even Viagra could have gotten a swell out of this movie.
Stephan Enquist, the son, was the only cast member who did a decent job. Which is kind of sad considering he was the only child actor in the movie. Oh wait. There were also the children who had the difficult task of standing in the shadows. Woo! Now that's talent. Although, Enquist only had to form a love affair with a box of colored pencils. Then there was the whole subplot of the power struggle between the ghosts and young master Enquist over who would have control of the mighty green colored pencil. Everyone knows that green is a ghost's favorite color. It brings me to tears just thinking about it.
As for Lena Olin, the wife, why oh why did you think that this was a good project to get involved with? I like you so much. Was it money? If so, you could have asked and I would have let you borrow some. Okay fine. You could have had the money. What were you thinking?!
To Iain Glen, the father, what the freak was your freaking problem you freaking moron? I guess that one of my major freaking problems with you had abso-freaking-lutely nothing to do with you. All in all, it did make me freaking laugh quite a freaking bit, but not enough to salvage the 95 freaking minutes of my life that I will never again see. What the freak?
Later Consuela.
posted by Preston at 10:15 PM
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