Sunday, October 24, 2010
If you haven’t seen the movie it begins with the psychiatrist of a serial killer trying to get a stay of execution for his client. He’s in a hearing with the Governor, his client and various other men in suits.
Then it switches to a Psycho looking motel. Cue the lightening and thunder. Eleven people are stranded because of a flood. One by one the people are either killed or die in some horrible manner. Then the bodies begin disappearing.
As it turns out these 11 people are not real people at all, but different personalities of the man in the hearing. The doc is trying to prove the killer’s insanity to the governor and at the same time he’s trying to integrate the guy's multiple personalities.
As a personality is integrated a person at the hotel dies. Of course you don’t find out what’s really happening until near the end of the movie.
Finally all of the personalities but the main personality and a girl appear to be integrated.
She’s a sweet girl so you think all is ok and the killer is going to spend the rest of his life in a psychiatric hospital singing songs and shuffling around in jammies. Oh no, while the killer is being transported to the hospital this creepy little kid personality returns, kills the girl personality, takes over the killer and of course the killer then kills his psychiatrist and the driver. Then creepy little kid begins singing this even more creepy little song.
So basically this afternoon I scared the shit out of myself. I’m 48 years old and was scared to walk out of my freaking bedroom, down the dark hall, by five doors and into the living room.
Now I’m lying in bed staring at my open bathroom door and the open closet door. There’s no way I’m getting up to close them because who knows what’s under my bed? I’m pretty much thinking I’m taking a valium with my ambien and sleeping with the lights on tonight. That is if I can even sleep.