Turpitude II posted:

i've never seen the movie but i don't see the problem with this. if there was a demon in my room i'd just be like, oh, if you have to. that sucks. whatever. get on with it.

DicktheCat posted:

You wouldn't try and gently caress it? I mean, you're probably gonna die and go to hell, anyways, so may as well go in style.

Spaghett posted:

Here's the story about when my brother and I went and saw Insidious 2 in the middle of a weekday.

My brother had crashed yet another car and got yet another DUI. I love my younger bro, but he's a complete loving dumbass and his friends weren't helping. So, my parents sent this 19 year old gently caress up to my place in Boston as a way for him to "reset." I still don't know if this was a good idea or not, but I loved it because we always have fun, bond over the heavier poo poo in life, smoke cigarettes, and wander the city till dawn. His gently caress ups are some of the most miserable times in my life and some of the best. I guess he's the living embodiment of the opiates he later overdosed on and nearly died from.

I was waiting tables while looking for better work, so they'd always give me the worst shifts. The night before we saw I2, I closed the restaurant and got home around 2a. He was still up so we decided to play video games all night. Sometime around 10a, we decide it'd be fun to finally see Insidious 2. All morning, we're making that stupid face the Darth Maul looking rear end guy made in the first movie and getting loving pumped to watch what will likely be a dog poo poo film. So, by the time we get to the noon showing, we're delirious from sleep deprivation and pure hype. Also, we smoked a blunt in the parking lot.

We get to the cineplex and it's practically empty. The ticket booth guy says the only flick anyone bought tickets for is some Bollywood film that an entire extended family sold out. We get our tickets and skip the concessions reasoning that distractions like popcorn and soda would only harm this experience. We enter the theater and its one of those old ones that lays flat instead of stadium seats meaning you enter from the back row. When we enter, we see aisle after aisle of empty seats. Hell yes, we have Insidious 2 to ourselves, so we sit in the center seats of the center row. Perfect.

The movie starts and we're loving every second of it. The extended haunted house sequence in the 60s gets us loving pumped to the point where we're punching each other in the arms and saying "holy gently caress dude!" like every 5 minutes. The movie is hitting its climax when we hear a soft creak from the back of the theater. I think nothing of it and mentally dismiss it as one of the janitors or managers just checking in. As the movie ramps up more and more, I start thinking "goddamn the sound design just got way better on this thing" because it sounds like one of the ghosts is right behind me. Out of nowhere, I hear this low, unapproving, but deeply satisfied moan. It's the kind of low moan people make when they open a nudie mag's centerfold and contemplate all their naughty fantasies.

"MMmmmmmm... I wouldn't go in there, boy... That's got bad joo joo..."

My brother and I look at each other from the corners of our eyes, faces still pointed at the screen. One of us has to turn and see if this man is real. Neither of us has the fortitude to face what lurks behind, so we turn our attention back to the screen, but cannot concentrate on what's happening in the film. Minutes later, the presence spoke again.

"Ohhhhhh laaaaaaaawwwwdddd. There's gotta be a better way. I know I'd have had them by now if it were me. I'da caught them all real goooood... Chop em' up, too."

At this point, I'm sweating. My fingers are digging trenches into my armrest. 10 minutes ago, my brother and I felt alive and excited like it was Christmas. Now, we couldn't bear to breath too loud.

I feel my seat push forward and the slight tickle of fingertips on my shoulder. The sound of quiet, heavy breathing intensifies and grows louder. Warm air begins to pass between my brother and I, raising the hair on my neck. The presence finally exerts himself to half cough out some parting words.

"I think it's about time we finished this."

I hesitate for about 5 seconds before I stand up and turn around. I know that no matter how bad it will be, it can't be worse than this. I need to know if I'm going to die.

But there's nothing. The light escaping from the hallway barely pours in through the cracks in the entrance door frame. Though it's dim, it illuminates the theater enough to make out most of the room. It looks the same as when we arrived: empty.

I sit back down and lock eyes with my brother. Were we visited by a ghost? Were his intentions insidious?

Turns out it was a homeless dude dipping in and out of the different theaters.

The Bramble posted:

This is a good story and I hope your brother is doing ok

Junk posted:

i got this confused with the movie sinister

sinister sucked too

Disco Pope posted:

The Conjuring, Sinister, Insidious and various films called "The [spooky noun] of [proper noun]" all loving suck, apart from The Autopsy of Jane Doe which was pretty good.

Das Boo posted:

You seen The Innocents, Bossy Lady?
It's my favorite horror film and the Criterion version is up for free on YouTube.

Floodixor posted:

Exorcist 3 is one of the best horror movies ever made.

Floodixor posted:

Exorcist 3 is one of the best horror movies ever made.

Pennywise the Frown posted:

Rupert Buttermilk posted:

Brad Dourif is always fantastic.

This Is the Zodiac posted:

Possessed Patrick Wilson is just Will Arnett.

Captain Yossarian posted:

I was thinking of "Malignant", that's the movie I hate lol

Captain Yossarian posted:

I was thinking of "Malignant", that's the movie I hate lol

Pennywise the Frown posted:

This Is the Zodiac posted:

Is Sinister the one with the film reels and then it's just a series of vignettes of families being murdered? I think that one had a Boards of Canada track at the end, so it has that going for it.

Bismuth posted:

lmfao

Rupert Buttermilk posted:

If you're laughing at the gif without having watched the movie, I'm sorry that that moment is spoiled for you. It's truly startling when you don't know it's coming. Exorcist 3 is legit great and should have been it's own thing and not tied to the first, or (the awful) 2nd movie.

If you're laughing about it for other reasons, then

Bismuth posted:

i was laughing because it looks like a guy wearing a sheet chasing a lady with one of these

Lil Swamp Booger Baby posted:

If you want to see Brad Dourif at 110% Brad Dourif watch Death Machine literally any role he does. Movie He owns and deserves more recognition than most big name actors.

kntfkr posted:

James Wan is a lovely fuckin director and should not be given money to make movies with.

The Bramble posted:

This is a good story and I hope your brother is doing ok

bossy lady posted:

I did not realize to what degree the netflix series bly manor ripped off this movie.

Seth Pecksniff posted:

Midnight Mass was one of the most incredible things I've ever watched and I encourage people to see it

Das Boo posted:

The Woman in Black 2 trailer

Bismuth posted:

they made a second one??? drat, the only reason I watched the first one was to see Daniel Radcliffe do something other than Harry Potter

Wurzag posted:

From the last page but quoting because I couldn't agree more

Das Boo posted:

I watched it to be angry, but I remember nothing.