So, after last night’s pisspoor effort of a film, albeit more effort on my part, let’s get down and dirty with a fucking awesome classic.
I also have a kilogram of mini marshmallows.
Jack Nicholson takes his son who has magic mind powers and his wife who has bozzy eyes to an abandoned hotel to stay over the winter. They basically piss him off a bit and he goes bonkers and then chases them and then gets a jutty jaw.
WHY IT IS GOOD!
It’s like a million years old but it’s still scary! There’s a nekkid granny! Jack Nicholson is perfect for this role because he is a scary mentalist! REDRUM REDRUM REDRUM! I also occasionally talk to my finger! Scary twins! DUNGAREES! TRICYCLE!
WHY IT IS BAD!
It is eighty four hours long, looks like the 70s was sick all over it and has a man in a bear costume doing sex for some reason that I still don’t understand.
CHANCE OF FALLING ASLEEP!
7/10 but only because it is nine hundred hours long. That said, if I don’t fall asleep before the radio gets smashed, it’s unlikely I’ll sleep at all.
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@Adrienne65 thinks Jack Nicholson reminds her of me. I don’t know if this is a good thing.
@midthirtiesdad likes to point out that the plot of the TV miniseries remake was closer to the book’s plot. It was also shit though.
RATING ON THE FUDGECRUMPET SCALE OF AWESOMENESS!