Thursday, September 08, 2005
Finally A Scary Movie for Me
Every 23rd spring for 23 days, it gets to eat. Those 23 days aren't over and the Creeper has a school bus load of champion basketball players in his sights for some regenerative snacks in "Jeepers Creepers 2."
That is the tagline for this sequel. And yes, I did see the first and I liked it just as much as the second.
This post comes courtesy of a pizza dinner I had the other day with 5 other people from the Central Park volleyball group. We went over to my friend Gian's house and sat, ordered pizza, and just talked for a good couple of hours. It was a nice night.
The subject of horror/scary movies came up and it was funny that no one but Mike had a scary movie that really spooked them. His of course was The Exorcist; hello, his is a nice Catholic boy. He was allowed his movie on that basis.
Now I haven't had a movie that made me jump or kept me glued to the screen since Prom Night back in 1980 when it came out.
I remember I didn't actually see it for a couple years after it came out, but once it came on cable television it was a movie I loved and hated. It scared me. Made it hard to sleep. Maybe because it was dark, you didn't know who the killer was and the killer was very much human.
He wasn't supernatural (special powers, immortal or anything else). He was just out for revenge.
I never got to see it more than a couple of times because my sister always wanted to watch tv with me and I wasn't allowed to watch it with her in the room.
My taste hasn't changed but the story with Jeepers Creepers 2 is that he is supernatural, but in a very human way. Like the title line reads, every 23 years it gets 23 days to feed. It is just doing what it needs to do to survive.
I don't know which one I would fear more. I guess the Creeper cause he could fly and can't really be killed, but then again he didn't hang out around the dark corner waiting for you either.
Geez!!! You can't win in horror.
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