I CAN'T BELIEVE I ACTUALLY PULLED OFF MINOR MIRACLES AND MADE THIS MOVIE THEATER TRIP HAPPEN. My preliminary, highly incomplete and adrenaline-fueled analysis of The Strangers: Prey at Night is:
Yo, I went in fully expecting Martin Henderson's character to unceremoniously bite it no more than 15 minutes into the movie, so imagine my euphoria when he survived long enough to provide almost more spousal cuddliness, loving parenting, and both emotional and physical tragedy porn than I could hold in my brain at once. HIGH FIFTY FOR ALL OF IT.
[*an actual spoiler about who dies first]* Me: "killing the mom first. Bold." (and, much as I love Christina Hendricks, pretty great for my greedy anguish-seeking coffers)
There is so much more I want to say, but right now I hear Voice putting on her best "Try an' contain yourself, Freckles" Sawyer voice before I embarrass myself any further, so I'm going to finish up work, go to night work, and think about just how to phrase it all overnight.
That was absolutely worth my $5.36(stoopid misleading movie theater not bundling taxes into its advertised price like any theater worth its salt).
Yo, I went in fully expecting Martin Henderson's character to unceremoniously bite it no more than 15 minutes into the movie, so imagine my euphoria when he survived long enough to provide almost more spousal cuddliness, loving parenting, and both emotional and physical tragedy porn than I could hold in my brain at once. HIGH FIFTY FOR ALL OF IT.
[*an actual spoiler about who dies first]* Me: "killing the mom first. Bold." (and, much as I love Christina Hendricks, pretty great for my greedy anguish-seeking coffers)
There is so much more I want to say, but right now I hear Voice putting on her best "Try an' contain yourself, Freckles" Sawyer voice before I embarrass myself any further, so I'm going to finish up work, go to night work, and think about just how to phrase it all overnight.
That was absolutely worth my $5.36
