I JUST saw it, and I’m a little creeped out, which is why I’m on-line at 12:30 instead of in bed when tomorrow is payroll.
I thought Mike was hanging at first, because I’d seen what looked like a noose hanging from the ceiling when they first go into the house, but then I remembered the hermit story, and figured he was standing in the corner. I’m pretty sure it’s supposed to be the same house-- the hermit’s house, I mean, because of the handprints.
I couldn’t tell what was in the handkerchief, but the guy I saw it with is sure they were teeth.
This movie was very, very creepy, but then, things like that scare me. Slasher films just bore me, really. I think the scariest thing I ever saw was Twin Peaks. (Of course being stoned probably added the right touch of paranoia.)
The movie reminds me of a quote from the director of Vampyr, another very creepy, non-gory film.
He said something to the effect that if you are sitting in a room, and after a while, someone tells you that in the next room there is a dead body, your whole perception of the room you are in changes. He said this is the kind of feeling he wants in his films.
I think Blair Witch captures this very well.
I remember once I was playing frisbee in an old cemetery, on a bright summer’s day, and my friend Mark and I were looking at the stones, some which had kind of funny epitaphs.
Then after a couple of hours, we came across a grave that looked just used-- as though there had been a recent burial-- fresh earth on top. The thing was, the headstone gave a death date of ten years earlier.
After that, we weren’t having fun anymore and decided to leave.
Anyway, Blair Witch was very creepy.
Shopping is still cheaper than therapy. --my Aunt Franny