Crazy Bitches
A bunch of vain, snotty, somewhat
aesthetically pleasing womens head to a remote cabin....Jesus, didn't we
just do this?...anyhoo, new victims, new cabin. No beavers. Just a
bunch of catty, self-centered...um...bitches. And clearly someone is
tired of their shit because they start dropping off like flys, all
according to their vanity. And that's good, because you will hate
every one of them and pray for their deaths. Well, maybe not pray,
but you won't be saddened very much.
Death by shoe impaling
Death by scalping
Death by choking on pearls
Death by applying acid to face.
Death by beating
Death by suicide
Death by stabbing/drawing
This is billed as a horror comedy, but
it only had a couple of chuckle-worthy moments. And honestly, I
didn't even do that. I might have smiled once after a deadpan
comment was made. This really was a film not worthy of it's quirky
title.
Sunday: "That's no corpse. That's
an anemic rocking chair GODDESS.
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