This movie had some moments that had my partially clogged arteries' blood racing. The damn Paramore concert cancelled (don't judge me) so we caught the 1AM showing last night/this morning at the Arclight Hollywood and I highly recommend it.



It's slow moving, and if hand-held camera work makes you dizzy I suggest you stay away, but nonetheless, it gave me the creeps. The majority of the audience was into it so screams and gasps and the occasional dude yelling out "Oh! Fuck that!" were the norm. GO. SEE. IT. Unless you're one of those douchebags that don't like things because other people do. If that's you, well...fuck you.

I know there's this little thing called the NL West up for grabs, but since I've already custom made a shirt that says "2009 National League Playoff Participants", I'm not concerned about it too much. The Dodgers will have something to be embarrassed about, however, if they let the West slip away. Me, on the other hand? Life goes on. I'll be at Knotts Scary Farm guiding through the mazes, and watching the monsters chase teenagers around because I get a kick out of that.