Directed by Marc Evans. Written by David Hilton and James Watkins. Starring Kris Lemche, Laura Regan, Sean Cw Johnson, Jennifer Sky, Nick Mennell, Stephen O’Reilly and Bradley Cooper.
Plot: five people agree to stay in a creepy, isolated house for six months to make $1,000,000, but no one can leave or no one gets anything.
I am so glad that Bradley Cooper doesn’t have to do bullshit like this anymore and if someone tried to make me watch it again, I’d stab them in their little eye.
The setup is that five contestants agree to be part of this reality web series where they have to spend six months in a house for one million dollars. But as is customary with this type of film, something goes awry and everything goes to shit. In this case, several things happen: the contestants fight, Emma (Regan) starts receiving strange messages, a letter comes claiming that Danny’s (O’Reilly) grandfather has died, a gun with five bullets arrives and then a mysterious stranger (Cooper) does.
Our favorite character was Rex (Lemche) because he felt like the only one who wasn’t a hypocrite. Still most didn’t deserve the reality of the situation.
I’m tired of the rich people watching the poor people die scenerio. It’s been done. And no, not everyone has a price. Maybe people who have price’s would like to think that to make themselves feel better, but it’s not true. There are good people in the world. This is what makes movies like Halloween so great and protagonists like Laurie Strode so relatable. But this trash. This was not Halloween.
In the end, the whole thing was set up by some rich people and one of the contestants, Matt (Johnson), who thankfully, ends up dying himself because he trusted said rich people. It was a joke of a film. A joke. We hated it.
I suppose I could list my favorite movies here, but instead I'll give you a strange glimpse into what makes me TaraRomero.
1. I met George Romero. He was the kindest and sweetest man. He talked to me for longer than he should have with the line getting longer. He also held my hand. And when he noticed the ladybug I have tattooed on my wrist, he said he liked it and asked me it's name. Till then, it had not had a name. Now, I call him George.
2. I love stickers. All stickers. I just adore them. I even ask for stickers for Christmas! As a matter of fact, the birthday that just past, every member of my immediate family gave me sticker packs as gifts. Affordable and extremely appreciated.
3. I have never put much stock in astrology or horoscopes, but I LOVE the magic of the MBTI. Omg. I am an INFP and it actually sounds just like me. Introverted mostly. Creative always. Heart before head and not the most logical. Totally me! For better or worse.
4. It's no surprise I count horror so high up on the list of things that make me, me. However, it's so within my soul that I was part of the Horror Club in college. Interesting bunch. And even took a Horror Lit class as an elective. I got an A.
5. Coffee always makes me happy. Always. I'm particularly fond of caramel macchiatos. But I'll drink black coffee if it's the only thing available.
6. I hate shock for the sake of shock and endings that depress me. I always mention the movies Within (2016) and the Eli Roth produced, written and starred in, Aftershock (2012), as proof of this distate I have. I abhor the idea that just because I like horror, some people think I'd actually praise a movie that lets you think the "Final Girl" just made it through the night, only to slap her in the face with a tsunami.
7. We are big time animal people. I mean, if I could, I'd have an elephant, a bear, a zebra, a penguin, an otter and a meerkat, living with me. Seriously though. We have 2 dogs right now and 2 cats. Both cats we picked up when they each came to our front door hungry. And both dogs we got from 2 different sets of neighbors. Both who, unfortunately, don't know how to care for pets long-term. But they're happy and healthy now!!
8. Revisiting my love of horror, one of the above cats, my cat, is a little black guy named Church. Because Pet Sematary. His middle name is even Pascow. To give credit where credit's due, the name was DJ's idea. But he loves horror too!
9. I'm big into art. Along with movie posters and an Anne Frank quote, I have some actual paintings on my wall. I really think Dali paints beautifully when he wants to. And if I don't get to see Michaelangelo's Pieta in person some day, I will be very disappointed.
10. Lastly, I find Emily Dickinson's poetry intriguing. I took an elective course about her as well. But do you know I injected horror even there? I was given a poem to dissect and I picked one on death, of course. Then, I researched old "Death Photos" and even printed out copies for everyone in the class. They were so interested in looking at them that it stopped them from all looking at me, and I was able to deal quite well with my stage fright. Haha
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