Showing posts with label Blair Witch Project. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Blair Witch Project. Show all posts

September 23, 2007

Witchy Woman


O.T.I.S. has an interesting article up at the moment about the site's author taking a pilgrimage of sorts ot Burkittsville, Maryland. I'm sure you know the town whether you've been there or not, because it is the hometown (or, something like that) of witches named Blair and child abducters and cabins in the woods with bloody handprints on the wall.

Let's get this straight: I have no, nor have I ever, have any intention to ever visit this town. Never. Not once. Not even if my two best friends decided to - for some strange drug-fuelled reason - moved there and get married. No even if Hugh Jackman asked me to visit him on the set of his latest movie... okay, maybe I would visit for that. Much like how I will never ever drive through Texas - I honestly believe chainsaw-weilding maniacs will kill me if I do - or visit a clown college because they will grab me and shove me into one of their creepy clown cars and kidnap me.

The reasons is very simple:

The Blair Witch Project scared the LIVING DAYLIGHTS outta me!


To this very day I routinely label it as the scariest movie I've ever seen - I wear it as a badge of honour that in this day and age I can be brave enough (uh-huh, brave!) to state such a fact. I don't deny that I sat on my bed in the foetal position during a lot of it.

You see, when I watch a horror movie the way my brain works is this - it's scary if I can imagine myself in the situation actually being scared. I can't imagine being scared in real life by a possessed doll or something like that, which is why I never find those sort of scary movies actually scary. They have no base in reality. Even something like Alien that's set in out of space I can still connect to it because, while I can't imagine being in space, I can imagine the situation. I generally don't find zombies and vampires scary unless it's done like Night of the Living Dead and has a sense of realism about it.

So, instead of generally not making any sense right now, I'll get back to The Blair Witch Project. For me it just feels like the ultimate scary experience. The situation that the characters in that movie are in, while obviously based in myth and legend, just feels like it could be real. And to couple it with such a mundane activity as camping in the woods just raises the creepiness.

The scene where the three filmmakers lost in the woods are asleep in their tend and start hearing noises just freaks me out. Have you ever been camping? It's just like that! And then the tent starts to shake?! Jesus Christ! And unlike a lot of scary movies, even the scenes in daylight are terrifying.

Of course the piece de resistance, if you will, of scariness in The Blair Witch Project is the scene in the house with the handprints. Something that's very rare in movies is when the very last frames pull the biggest punch. Once the film ended and the credits started to roll with that eerie music over the top I was literally shaking I was so scared.


Yet, I do like to torture myself, and I have indeed watched it more than once. Something about the rush of terror that goes through me when I watch a scary movie is hard to replicate in real life, which is why The Blair Witch Project scares me so much. I feel that if I went camping I could very easily have something like this happen to me. I can't however ever picture myself being terrorised by Chucky in any life.

I know this entry made, like, no sense, but that's how I get when discussing this movie. An incoherent mess.

August 13, 2007

Linkalia

Here's some links to jog to glance your eyes over.

Time has an article about the lack of romance in cinema these days, with much of the early passages relating back to Baz Luhmann's upcoming (and very much anticipated by moi) romance epic Australia. Sleepless in Seattle was on TV yesterday and I recorded it because I was out, but I just love that movie. It's kind of sad that My Big Fat Greek Wedding is the rom-com that has stuck from the last few years. It's certainly no Sleepless in Seattle or Moonstruck is it?


I've been following the Melbourne Film Blog during MIFF to see what Paul has been saying. His thoughts on David Gordon Green's Snow Angels are very positive, so I'm a tad miffed (lol, pun not intended) that I forgot all about it. I was a fan of Green's Undertow afterall.

XO's Middle Eight has a review of the new Darren Hayes (discussed earlier) album This Delicate Thing We've Made. I have yet to get my hands on a pretty copy of the album, but when I do I will be expecting one of the best albums of the year/decade/forever.

Kevipod has the new Girls Aloud video. Sexy? Yes! Yes! Yes!

Electronic Cerebrectomy (I will never tire of typing that blog name) found a funny/disturbing thing at Roger Ebert's site. I admit to finding Rush Hour 2 a guilty pleasure of sorts, but I have no desire at all to see the third film. It's tired.

I'm not sure where JD got these billboard photos but they're funny as all get out! My favourite is the Christian Coalition of America, although it is true that only we can prevent bears in hats. Also, proof that Anna Faris can make anything funny.

I have to agree with Kenneth in the (212) about Pat Rafter. He's a dish. And even though we don't get to see him running around in small shorts anymore, he does still do underwear advertisements and, well, that's a-okay with me.

Victim of the Time takes a quick (well, 69 minute) look at Christopher Nolan's early film Following. I'd never heard of this and, shockingly (right?), I'm still not interested.

Have a peak at the poster for Paul Haggis' latest, In The Valley of Elah. It's... umm... well, it's sort of shit. I can't even tell that that is Charlize Theron. And there's no Susan Sarandon on the poster! It's all very rah rah Americah, isn't it?

And lastly, Ja at My New Plaid Pants discusses The Blair Witch Project. I concur with every letter of every syllable of ever word. That movie just taps into something that so few films can (for me).

June 22, 2007

The Blair Link Project

The Star Tribube has an article about the new from from, wait for it, Daniel Myrick! Don't know who that is? Well, he is one of the directors of The Blair Witch Project. He's somehow finally gotten around to making a new film. It's all about dead people and cults and an ambulence driver. Interesting? Not sure.

The Chicago Tribune's Marc Caro sighs at the inevitable: Citizen Kane at #1 on the AFI's 100 Years... 100 Movies. I gotta agree. Yawn. Citizen Kane is a darn good movie, don't get me wrong, but while I wouldn't have it on my own top 100 if I did one, it's just frightfully dull to see it top every single poll in the history of cinema. Orson Welles' The Magnificent Ambersons didn't even show up on the entire countown! Ugh.

I've been resisting the new Simpsons movie because the television series has just been so downhill for the last 5 years or so, but the trailers have been funny, and now with this new exlusive trailer I am finally convinced. I can't wait for this movie. It looks great. "Spider pig. Spider pig. Does whatever a spider pig does." Although, in terms of animation, Dave Poland reckons that Ratatouille is the best film of the year (so far). Niiice.

Nat at The Film Experience has a great piece on the new members of The Academy (Jennifer Hudson, Jennifer Aniston, Daniel Craig, Chiwetel Ejiofor among them - Rinko Kikuchi, Abigail Breslin not).

Adam wants to know who's hotter between River Phoenix or Johnny Depp. That's so easy for me (River!), but I know many others probably disagree, right?

I was going to write something for the Film Music blog-a-thon at Windmills of My Mind but I forgot all about it.

Big Bad Blog discusses Reichen Whathisname's new jewellery line. I've never liked this guy, but I found it entirely hilarious and true-to-form that he was model his own brand wearing next to no clothes and looking like a spokesman for gym queens.

Toweload makes mention of the fact that Isaiah Washington (he of the "faggot" incident on the set of Grey's Anatomy and the Golden Globes) reckons they fired the wrong man. I never understood this man's deal, nor why he would go to rehab because he was a bigot. I've also neverunderstood how minorities can be so ignorant of other minorities. I know being African American and being homosexual are two completely different things, but have we not faced similar battles? Have we not both been seen as lesser people? So when a black man goes around using words like "faggot" I find it incredibly ridiculous. I'm surprised he didn't come out and say they were being racist for firing him. Ugh.

Also, I love the new banner at My New Plaid Pants. Scream was my life for a while. I seriously watched it every day for a few months. ...don't look at me like that!

October 17, 2006

Top 10 Scary Movies


Okay, so Yahoo Entertainment conducted a poll recently on the 10 scariest movies ever made. Of course, It's a load of shit. Okay, there's some good choices there, but seriously... Saw at #2? Friday the 13th at #6? Hostel at #8?I KNOW WHAT YOU DID LAST SUMMER at #10? I mean, I'm not surprised considering the people voting were probably pimply little dweebs, but whatever. There is no excuse for I Know What You Did Last Summer (we can be thankful it wasn't I Still Know...) or Friday the 13th (which I enjoyed, but scary? Hell no). Some of those (Saw and Hostel) are clearly of the gore > scares ratio. Gore doesn't equal scares, people. Squirms doesn't equal scares. Covering your eyes 10 times doesn't mean it's scary. It means it's gory. So, as somebody who is always keen to make a list off the top of his head, here is my list of the 10 scariest movies I've ever seen. I haven't seen all the classics, but I don't care. This list also isn't just the 10 best horror movies. That's a different list altogether.

Oh, and for the record, the only ones on their Top 10 I haven't seen are Candyman (bees freak me out. Like, I have a major phobia of them) and Hostel (because it just looks gross).

Before I start the list though, let it be known that The Swarm isn't on there, however, that movie scared the bejesus outta me when I saw it as a five-year-old. I'm fairly certain it was that stupid-arsed Michael Caine movie that to my chronic phobia of bees and wasps (thank god we don't have hornets in Australia cause I couldn't handle three!!!)


10. Ringu, 1998, dir. Hideo Nakata
The Japanese original Ringu is scary (it's sequels are not). The American remake is most definitely not (and it's sequel even less so. I feel asleep during it when seeing it at the cinema!) My feeling is that this whole cursed-video-tape schtick was only good for one go around. We know all the tricks after the first time. When I watched the original it was shortly before the release of the Naomi Watts starring remake. It made me pumped because this one was just pure class. It's eerie damp darkness creeping through the television screen. Plus, they didn't feel the need to explain every single thing (if memory serves) like the US version.


9. The Nightmare on Elm Street, 1984, dir. Wes Craven
I love Wes Craven. Y'all know that. Elm Street universe was the very first Craven-made film that I was made privvy to. I remember seeing bits and pieces of the original when my brother hired the VHS. I also remember scenes from one of the sequels, but I don't remember which. I also remember the Freddy's Nightmare television show, which was probably awful but helped warp my fragile little mind at the end of the '80s (although the only one I remember is one involving an athletics race and girl getting decapitated by the finishing line!) Anyway, the movie's scary. Just the idea that a hideously burnt peadophile janitor can kill you in your sleep is enough to send shivers up my spine. Add that to Craven's visual knack and Johnny Depp in a midriff-baring top. Well... it's scary folks. Really fuckin' scary.


8. Signs, 2002, dir. M Night Shyamalan
Now, I know this is one that most people won't agree with me on, but bare with me. The movies I find scary, for the most part, are the ones that are set in worlds in which I can imagine myself. Now, while I can't picture myself as a Pensylvanian farmer (sorry for the mispelling), I can picture myself freaking the fuck out over what happens in this movie. I can imagine sitting in front of the TV wanting to know every single update. I can imagine getting scared as word of an alien attack nearing my house. I can imagine being confused and frightened and all that. So while watching Signs, I was scared. Shyamalan really worked it so well here. By keeping it on the farm, it felt realistic, but you knew that the rest of the world was under threat too. Which is where War of the Worlds went wrong - that felt like where Tom Cruise and his bratty kids went, there were aliens. In that we got no sense that aliens were taking over the world. In Signs, while still having it from one family's point of view, it felt like the end of the world. The supreme moment is the video on the TV of the alien. Sure, it looks like a man painted green, but it gets me every time. So well done.



7. Scream & Scream 2, 1996, 1997, dir. Wes Craven
I've discussed Scream before. It changed my life. I won't discuss these films much more, but I will say this - anybody who didn't get a bit edgy while watching the opening scene of Scream 2 (ya know. the scene set IN A MOVIE THEATRE) obviously didn't get it.


6. Arachnophobia, 1990, dir. Frank Marshall
I've never jumped in my seat so many times as I did with Arachnophobia. Sure, it's a pretty pedestrian thriller (although much much better than The Swarm, which if I weren't afraid of bees, I would find about as scary a chew toy), but Marshall uses all the old tricks and just works them non-stop. The spiders jump out at characters, the long shot of spiders covering the walls, the shots of spiders walking in a hiding spot only to have a person reach in, they're all there. But they work. I am scared of big spiders and this movie has them in spades, so it's only natural.


5. Alien, 1979, dir. Ridley Scott
I said up above for Signs that I get scared in movies when it's based in some form of reality. Well, here's an exception, but it's still bloody frightening. The claustrophobia is terrifying, you can feel the sweat dripping from their foreheads. It's one movie where I occasionally find myself yelling at the characters to get out of a room or to not enter one or whatever. And as we all know, the chest-bursting scene is just horrific. When you see it for the first time, you gasp and scream "WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?" and that's what you should be doing thanks for Ridley Scott. Oh, and yes, Aliens is pretty damned excellent too.


4. The Birds, 1963, dir. Alfred Hitchcock
Yes, Hitchcock has made many horror movies, but none of them had such an overpowering sense of dread like The Birds. The plot really does sound ridiculous (a flock of birds take over a coastal town) and I was skeptical the first time I sat down to watch it thinking that not even Hitchcock could make it scary. But low and behold, he did and HOW! It really is one of those movies where after watching it you think every single unknown sound is something sinister. You hear something outside "Oh my god!!!" And to top it all off, it's even scarier because you have no idea at all as to why it's happening. It just happens with no explanation and that's scarier than 15 minutes worth of exposition (thank you Spielberg and Morgan Freeman)


3. Night of the Living Dead, 1968, dir. George A Romero
This is pretty much the only movie (although the Dawn of the Dead remake gets very close) in which I am truly terrified of zombies. I'd never been scared by zombies (or vampires or witches) until this movie. I just find the whole thing kinda silly and only good for a few jumps (usually), but this... this is scarier than a room full of possessed cockroaches. And tragic too.



2. The Texas Chain Saw Massacre and The Texas Chainsaw Massacre, 1974 & 2003, dir. Tobe Hooper, dir. Marcus Nispel
One thing I refuse to ever do through the outskirts of Texas. If I ever go to Texas in my lifetime I will not leave the major cities. I know it's incredibly silly of me and any Texans out there are sure to be offended, but I have a serious belief that everybody living in Texas who doesn't live in a major city and has less than the correct number of teeth is a cannibal who most likely traps people and kills them with a power tool of some sorts. I can't help it, I just do. I'm sure there's a few that think all people in Australian outback are Mick Taylor-esque backpacker murderers. It's just the way these things go. Both Massacre films scare the living fuck outta me. I almost don't believe how scary they are, but they are indeed. I know it's not cool to love the 2003, but I do and I've made it clear before as to why I do. But for pure balls-to-the-wall "why am I watching this?" horror, the original is the leader. These two films I just scream at the screen constantly as I huddle up with my knees against my chest then muttering to myself "i can't watch this..." but I do. I'm not sure why. But I do. So, any Texans out there who wanna dispell any myths, don't bother cause it ain't gonna work. Oh, and doesn't the original just have the best tag line ever? "Who Will Survive... And What Will Be Left Of Them?"


1. The Blair Witch Project, 1999, dir. Daniel Myrick & Eduado Sánchez
I know since 1999 it's become fashionable to hate on The Blair Witch Project, but there are still some of us in the blogosphere who continue to get spooked by it. As I keep saying, I find movies scarier if I can place myself in the situation and by george I think this is about as realistic as it gets. I hate camping, but this just solidified it. I sort of never want to go camping ever again. The night scenes are beyond scary for me. Just... unimaginable terror for me. The day scenes are, at times, just as bad because you know what's going to happen. Just thought of being out in the woods and hearing those voices and noises just... ugh. I literally just got a shiver up my spine. And the ending? Well... the ending is just the gosh darn scariest thing I've ever seen. First time I watched it I was sitting there with my hands frozen to my cheeks, shaking my head actually saying "No, No, No, No, No, No, No" as Heather raced down the stares yelling out "JOSH!" and then the very final seconds...? I gasped and just sat there motionless for, like, 15 minutes. It really shook me. That final frame is so haunting.


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