Over the years I made it a point to make fun of a movie I knew as Cathy’s Curse. At one point, I tried watching it once, found it boring, and fast forward through it. Thought I got the gist of it, no need to see it again. I routinely suggested that this “viewing” is the way the film was meant to be seen, implying in places that it was as bad as Pieces, a slasher flick that outdoes itself in repulsiveness.
Last week I rewatched Cathy’s Curse without the aid of fast forward and learned that it wasn’t as bad as I remembered it. Don’t get me wrong; it wasn’t great. It sure as hell wasn’t as bad as Pieces.
I was wrong for what I said and I regret doing so.
So. What do I think about the movie now?
Well, let me let you in on a little secret. Don’t spread it just yet, but I’ve started another blog called Welltun Cares Reviews. I intend to focus on reviewing movies there in a fashion a little less whimsical and a little more in depth than I do here. What wit I have I try to display, which may be damning myself with over praise.
For the Cathy’s Curse review, click here. I cover the entire movie, so be warned. Also, it’s about 8 pages in length, so pack a lunch.
Yes. Eight pages. On Cathy’s Curse. Not only have I put more thought into the film than the film makers, I’ve out done every one who has ever viewed it.