A normal family in an ordinary house, an innocent child watching tv, what could possibly go wrong? Suddenly, a ghost's hand malevolently reaches out through the tv screen to grab the child. What ensues is the scariest series of events ever captured on film. Terror has never been so realistic.
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Across The Universe
Across the Universe is a cosmically mystic, beguiling, stream of semi-consciousness, with Lennon at his philosophical, poetic best. Nothing could be further removed from the unthinking Mop Top Pop of She Loves You. The song is a highly introspective spiritual rendering, utilizing abstract imagery, lush orchestration, and an angelic choir.
By Liam Ireland3 years ago in Critique
What Is the Difference Between Amusement and Art?
Human beings constantly produce objects, images, sounds and stories that attract attention and provoke reaction. Some of these experiences are described as amusement or entertainment, while others are called art. The distinction between the two has long occupied philosophers, critics and creators, yet the boundary remains uncertain. Both can delight, disturb, inspire or exhaust the human senses. Both are built from the same physical materials: pigment on canvas, vibrating air in music, words on a page, or moving light on a screen. The difference therefore cannot lie in the material itself. The same paint can form a masterpiece or a decorative poster; the same sequence of sounds can be a symphony or a jingle. The difference emerges from how humans use and experience these objects.
By Peter Ayolovabout 22 hours ago in Critique
Becca
"Everything is so... flat." Denille said stupidly as she looked around her new neighborhood. She looked around at the muted desert where even the smallest sign of life seemed to have given up. The plant life was shrubs that were half cooked by the heat and where there should have been a lawn, a mess of white rocks laid glistening in the sun. Even the sky looked stretched thin, like the sun had ironed it smooth. She’d moved from Riverside, where at least there were hills, but here in Barstow, everything felt baked and brittle.
By Sara Wilsona day ago in Fiction
Comments (2)
This movie was so boring for me, sadly. I'm a huge horror fan but this disappointed me. Excellent review!
Haven’t seen this one in years, I need to do a rewatch! Thanks for the reminder!