Written and directed by Brett Simmons. Starring CJ Thomason, Devon Graye, Tammin Sursok, Ben Easter and Wes Chatham.
Plot: a group of friends become stranded at a desolate farmhouse in the middle of a cornfield and are soon hunted by scarecrows.
I love horror movies. Always have. Probably always will. But I can admit that sometimes when we watch certain horror movies we end up with more questions than answers. Sadly, this was one of those movies.
Some of those questions, for example, were: Why were there nails in their fingers? Why didn’t they try destroying the sewing machine? Why did they keep splitting up? Why when she said “I think that scarecrow is a person” did he not check to see if it, in fact, was a person? And why didn’t they just try to take off all the scarecrow’s masks since it seemed to incapacitate them?
CJ Thomason!
So you may understand me more fully, I’ll give you some of the story. It opens with Chris (Thomason), Johnny (Easter), Scott (Graye), Brian (Chatham) and Brian’s girlfriend, Natalie (Sursok), driving through Nebraska. They end up crashing and it knocks them all out. When they wake up, Johnny has mysteriously vanished. They go out to look for him in a nearby cornfield and, of course, things go wrong pretty quickly.
The friends find an abandoned house, begin hallucinating, are lured into a strange sewing room and get attacked by scarecrows. They eventually learn that there was a murder on the property and that possession is playing a role in their circumstance. They all try to survive, but SPOILER ALERT, it doesn’t work. Maybe if they’d worked together beforehand their chances would have been better. Maybe if they tried harder to survive they would have made it.
CJ again. Cause I can. So cute.
It’s an unrealistic film and the story behind the scarecrows is crap. I wouldn’t say I hated it though. The acting was decent and there were good special effects. Also, I got to watch CJ Thomason run around for a while and he’s very attractive. Still, I wouldn’t recommend it to anyone unless they also happen to like CJ Thomason.
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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