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Thursday, December 16, 2004

We watched The Sin Eater last night. It was something of an exercise in MST3K.

Movie: Bodes! Creepy opening complete with freaky-arse kids!
Us: Hey, that guy's kinda cute.
Heath Ledger: is priestly!
Us: Could his accent be any more Australian?
Cardinal: is More Noir Than Thou!
Us: Work that fedora, Sam Spade.
Movie: info-dumps!
Us: Just stab him already.
Bad Guy: Hey baby, you fine baby, hop in my car baby, let me take you for a ride.
Us: Did he just say what we thought he said?
Heath Ledger: wakes up on the couch.
Us: They are totally doing it!
Movie: takes sharp detour into heterosexuality.
Us: Dammit.
Heath Ledger: casts aside life of service for sex.
Iconic Virgin Mary on the wall: watches.
Us: ...OK that's just weird.
Movie: presents troubling alternative to established Catholic order of universe!
Us: Those visual effects were way cool, but I think I saw those jellyfish in the Matrix.
Bad guy: has class and style (and evil schemes)!
Us: Dude, you are way cool.
Movie: has twist!
Us: We knew you were cool, Sam Spade!
Movie: blows up St Peters!
Us: There goes the neighbourhood.
Heath Ledger: lives in eternal sin-infested torment (and classic billowing black) because there is no place in Catholic dogma for one such as him!
Us: ...Or you could just become Protestant.

Still, it was a kinda cool movie. Even if it never explained what the fuck the freaky-arse kids were, or why they were there, or even why they only appeared at three random points of the movie.

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