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Fuck Chucky.

Fuck Jason.

Fuck Freddy, Michael Myers, Leatherface,the Leprechaun, and everyone else.

The Gingerdead Man is hands down the best horror movie of the last, oh, three centuries.



I saw it last night and I must say it's in the running for Best Picture at the Oscars. Brokeback Mountain watch out! And yes, you read that right, Gary Busey is the Gingerdead Man. He plays an insane killer who gets sent to the electric chair, but when his ashes are delivered to his mysterious mother, she mixes them into a secret batch of gingerbread seasoning for the unsuspecting local bakery. 15-20 minutes at 450?later the GingerDead Man is born.

This movie contains the greatest plot hole of any horror film I've ever seen (besides cookie dough coming alive in the form of a 7 inch tall cussing maniac with super strength). The people in the bakery just stay there the whole movie as the GingerDead Man kills them one by one. Are they trapped? In the middle of a desert? No. They are in the middle of a city. They could walk out the front door, get in their car, drive home, and go to sleep. Why this never happens is a bit of a mystery, but it does allow for the movie to take place. And for that I am grateful.
01.22.2006 |



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