First, the classic that started it all.
Second, the even trashier, more poorly acted and poorly scripted (if you can believe it) sequel,
bursting with gems like: "It's just so humiliating when you fall in love with someone who sleeps with your roommate."
Up next, the much-anticipated (which neither one of us has seen) Single Black Female.
Yes, all three of these cinema masterpieces can be found on Netflix Watch Instantly.
You're welcome.
In the meantime, I was thinking about how scary movies with a psychopathic killer are really much scarier than slashers or movies with ghosts, zombies or any of the like.
I think it's because we've all met someone in real life who is just unbalanced enough that you get that whole "yep, they could snap at any moment and take us all out with a double barrel shotgun" vibe.
So, I give you some of the true cinema horror classics, all with maniacal killers in the lead roles:
Where we learn that hotelsitting in the blizzard season is a bad idea.
Where we learn that stealing a suitcase full of money is a bad idea.
Where we learn that being rescued in a blizzard by your "Number One Fan" is a bad idea.
Where we learn that stealing an envelope full of money and then hiding out in a run-down, vacant motel is a bad idea.
Where we learn that one psychopathic killer can help you find another psychopathic killer.
Where we learn that you should always be sure to check on the children.
So many of these lessons are related to hotels, stealing money and blizzards. Interesting.
Mmmm. Blizzards.
Something tells me that Nathan would probably go for a Blizzard.
Him being sick and all.
