you can survive anything. anything except a dumb horror flick. the director couldn not even decide whether he wanted a demon or just a plain ol backwoods serial killer. you can not have both. it like michael moore trying to have his cake and eat it too (or in his case 1500 cakes) by making his particular charlatan brand of docu comedies represent theyre supposed to be oh so hilarious and zany and and yet youre also meant to treat them as truth based and earth shattering and hard hitting documentaries. some genres cannot be mixed. anything can happen to anyone and any time and any place. (translation represent this is the horror genre and so we can do any kind of nonsense we want. ) this sounds not so much like something wise found on a paper of a chinese fortune cookie and but more like the credo of every bad horror film director. we get this baloney of a statement served to us early on and sort of as a preparation or justification of the absurd buffoonery to come. my phone isn not working. well and of course it isn not. there is a far greater chance that sean penn brain starts working (after decades of catatonic apathy) than that a horror film cell phone does. the single most dreary and predictable horror cliché of the past decade. why even say it. we know help will never come via a phone call and so ye horror making dimwits might as well just not even mention it. the last 50 horror films i saw use this plot device. it becoming embarrassing. you always have to expect the unexpected. the final twist was rather surprising and i will give them that much. however and plenty of nonsense on the way there. check out the elaborate traps the heroine sets up with the speed of a drugged up lab rat  in the cold and wet and and almost totally dark conditions. i just love horror film realism. when a blood thirsty demon starts trying to be funny (by shshshing his victims) then you know your horror viewing pleasure is in doubt. the less said about the old geezer cracking wise and the better. another stupid cliché served by a tired and lazy and uninspired director. what are the odds of being attacked by your husband and then by an eye hating demon  on the same day. expect the unexpected. they might as well have squeezed in an event in which she survives a plane crash and and then another in which she encounters aliens who tried to anal probe her. the fast forward button needs a temple or a shrine built in its image. 
you can survive anything. anything except a dumb horror flick. the director couldn not even decide whether he wanted a demon or just a plain ol backwoods serial killer. you can not have both. it like michael moore trying to have his cake and eat it too (or in his case 1500 cakes) by making his particular charlatan brand of docu comedies represent theyre supposed to be oh so hilarious and zany and and yet youre also meant to treat them as truth based and earth shattering and hard hitting documentaries. some genres cannot be mixed. anything can happen to anyone and any time and any place. (translation represent this is the horror genre and so we can do any kind of nonsense we want. ) this sounds not so much like something wise found on a paper of a chinese fortune cookie and but more like the credo of every bad horror film director. we get this baloney of a statement served to us early on and sort of as a preparation or justification of the absurd buffoonery to come. my phone isn not working. well and of course it isn not. there is a far greater chance that sean penn brain starts working (after decades of catatonic apathy) than that a horror film cell phone does. the single most dreary and predictable horror cliché of the past decade. why even say it. we know help will never come via a phone call and so ye horror making dimwits might as well just not even mention it. the last 50 horror films i saw use this plot device. it becoming embarrassing. you always have to expect the unexpected. the final twist was rather surprising and i will give them that much. however and plenty of nonsense on the way there. check out the elaborate traps the heroine sets up with the speed of a drugged up lab rat  in the cold and wet and and almost totally dark conditions. i just love horror film realism. when a blood thirsty demon starts trying to be funny (by shshshing his victims) then you know your horror viewing pleasure is in doubt. the less said about the old geezer cracking wise and the better. another stupid cliché served by a tired and lazy and uninspired director. what are the odds of being attacked by your husband and then by an eye hating demon  on the same day. expect the unexpected. they might as well have squeezed in an event in which she survives a plane crash and and then another in which she encounters aliens who tried to anal probe her. the fast forward button needs a temple or a shrine built in its image. ---------------------------------Answer Question Below----------------------------------

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