Poor Andy. It's really hard to get laid when your childhood was ruined by a killer doll.
The kids just can't get enough of Chucky!
One kid wanted to go see Daddy's Home 2 and the other one wanted to go see Thor: Ragnarok. Obviously, the only sensible compromise was to take them home and force them to watch Child's Play 2.
The time has come...for my children to become men. Well, maybe just one of them - not the daughter.
Jason, Freddy, Pinhead, Chucky, Leatherface and Michael in a movie together? It's like a horror fan's wet dream, right?
Not so fast...it's not really Jason, his name is Mason. And that's not Freddy, it's Fweddy...and why is he wearing Flavor Flav's clock? Is that a yarmulke on Michael Myers head? And why is Pleatherface (not Leatherface) wearing a Coach Purse on his face? Because Stan Helsing is basically Scary Movie 5, that's why.
As we were sitting in the dark, waiting for the previews to begin, I was put in the position of rationalizing why I felt it was necessary to go see Seed of Chucky on opening weekend. I tried to explain what a big deal it was - that it was like Lord of the Rings. My husband said that was the "most asinine thing I have ever heard you say." (Not as big an insult as you would think - he says that to me all the time. What can I say?
Should have been called 'Chucky gets stoned, kills Jack Tripper, then he gets laid.' That pretty much sums it up.