No seriously this movie was awesome. Speaking of fucking charming. The scary parts were the right kind of scary, and the funny parts had the whole audience laughing helplessly. Good script, good directing, good acting, ADORABLE KIDS. No seriously where did they get these kids, they should give them all Oscars. Did I mention the good acting?
The movie was a fun mystery; I had a great time trying to piece things together as it went along. As a period piece it was charming; there were all of these little nods to the time period that were like, "LOL GUYS CHECK IT OUT IT'S 1979, ISN'T IT HILARIOUS?!" Although I am seriously starting to think "My Sharona" is stalking me today. Can we make "My Sharona" today's official theme song? Okay? Yes. It's official.
"He's too stoned!"
"DRUGS ARE SO BAD!"
Do stay for the credits, oh my god.
...You know, this movie is kind of exactly what I should have expected, considering it was a team-up between J.J. Abrams and Steven Spielberg. You know what it was like? A cross between Cloverfield and E.T.: The Extraterrestrial. That is exactly what it is like.
Tell you what, though, if I see people slashing Charles and Martin I am going to stab my eyes out.
...So anyway. That happened. And then I got home and put on a pair of pink polka-dot pants and ate an organic vegetable-pie pocket sandwich and blue jello, and watched Doctor Who. So that was fabulous. And I mean, like, really fabulous. THAT EPISODE. SO AMAZING. And I was starting to worry, too, with the second half of the season starting off with two thoroughly mediocre episodes. And next week: "The God Complex"! I am excite! (Everyone saw the trailer for "The God Complex" back in July, right?) I hope it's as good as I want it to be. I can't stop thinking of it as the House. I mean– minotaur! Dude raving in decidedly Johnny Truant manner!