I don’t really understand the mass appeal of movies like this. When you go to see a horror movie, you’re expecting shitty acting from largely unknown actors (except with Nightmare on Elm Street there’s Katie Cassidy, the girl that played the first Ruby on Supernatural, so that’s something) and an entirely predictable plot. I mean, it’s fun and all, but I don’t know if I’d call it 32 million dollars worth of fun.
I thought all that, then I saw the trailer for The Human Centipede*, a horror movie that also opened Friday, but just in one theater. And that is a movie that I would gladly pay 32 million dollars to see, given that I had 32 million disposable dollars. And honestly, who wouldn’t?
*Spoiler alert: three people get connected together in a grotesquely intriguing way, and together they look kind of like a centipede.