Tuesday, January 29, 2013

I was in the fucking room

What I understood of this horror movie is that there's this boogeyman freak called Hollowman who terrorizes families in two countries. My grasp on it ends there. Eventually the story is tuned into a twist, but it fails to explain anything thoroughly. I'm not bothered to find out the explanation to the hints and clues and secrets because fundamentally the movie is plain shit.
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