Atchka
may 1999 se unió
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Clasificación de Atchka
This horror movie is not only good, it's actually better than the original. It's an exceptional blend of horror and comedy. Be sure to watch for Kurt when he's in the van with Marsha Brady and when he's playing basketball back at Hull House. The demon effects were well done and the scenery was very eerie. As opposed to part one, the good guys in this one have supersoakers and holy waterballoons to fight Angela's unholy thugs. There is also an interesting story to follow involving Melissa, the sister of demon Angela. This is a great late-night horror movie to watch with friends. Rent this one, but by all means, stay away from part 3.
This movie is not even close to being the best movie of all time. The acting is mediocre, the visuals are outdated, and the plot is JUST PLAIN BORING!!! A rich recluse mutters "rosebud" right before he croaks and two very bland crusaders try to find out for some stupid reason why he died whispering something so ambiguous. Does this really sound like the plot to the greatest movie of all time? 1941 has come and gone, viewers. You can't keep arguing that Welles' moving of the camera makes this movie superb. If new cinematography techniques or technological breakthroughs constitute the world's greatest film, then Citizen Kane was dethroned long ago by Creature from the Black Lagoon and more recently by Terminator 2 and Jurassic Park. The other even more ridiculous defense of this movie's integrity is that Charles Foster Kane was the big-screen version of newspaper tycoon William Randolph Hearst. Couldn't the same reasoning be used to crown Primary Colors, which features a Bill Clinton-like character, the greatest movie of all time? Give it a rest. Stop declaring this "movie" a masterpiece simply because everybody else is hopping on the CK-lovers' bandwagon.
There is nothing funny about this movie. Two losers try to sell sunscreen on the beach and three nerds become music stars. That's about as much as there is to this stinkpile. If you like T&A comedies, Bachelor Party and Screwballs are much better choices.