Venom wrote:I thought it was a good movie. Same director that did Trainspotting. To whoever said Jeepers Creepers sucked you MUST be talking about the 2nd one (which I have yet to see) because the original was one of the best horror films in some time.
It was me.....and I'd have to say that it was the original. I want to start crying right now thinking about the hour and a half I wasted watching that movie.
Hatred is gained as much by good works as by evil. - Niccoló Machiavelli
I was laughing so hard in Jeepers Creepers it wasn't funny.
I know so many people that got pissed off because of me, but it was hysterical!!! I'm sorry, but there is no way that Jeepers Creepers can be concidered a scary movie.
-Sarah
Goodbye you liar,
Well you sipped from the cup but you don't own up to anything
Then you think you will inspire
Take apart your head
(and I wish I could inspire)
Take apart your demons, then you add it to the list.
Random Name wrote:I was laughing so hard in Jeepers Creepers it wasn't funny. I know so many people that got pissed off because of me, but it was hysterical!!! I'm sorry, but there is no way that Jeepers Creepers can be concidered a scary movie.
Exactly my point........so stereotypical (predictable) yet so UNGODLY fake that I couldn't help but throughout the movie.
My fiance loved the movie and thought it was scary. I always sit there and say "it wasn't scary, it was worthless" hehe or something to that effect.
Hatred is gained as much by good works as by evil. - Niccoló Machiavelli
28 Days Later was pretty cool, one of the best WTF movies out there.
"When looking up there, I just felt whole, like I belonged. Like one day I too would shine my most brilliant. Sitting there also made me think about sitting through services at my little country church back home. About that never-changing congregation of the same sixty-seven people and everyone has known you since before you were born. Now, out here in the real world, everything just seemed more vivid than when I used to sit in that little pew. That pew that was now so, so far away from where I was. I feared I had somehow left God behind there, too. I feared he was somehow just sitting there, saving my seat on the fifth pew from the front row, just waiting on me to come back. I left so quickly, I worried that he may not have noticed I was gone. And, now, I’m just too far away to find. So he’s just sitting there, patiently waiting on me to come back. I closed my eyes and prayed a moment. I hoped more than anything that he could still hear me." -an excerpt from my novella, A Sea of Fallen Leaves.