Do we take special effects for granted?

                                                                    

       I’ve only just got around to watching Oz the Great and Powerful, because everyone said it was shit. But as I was watching it half-arsed I got really into it. Probably had something to do with Mila Kunis being on my screen and, well, me being male. But I got really into it and I thought the special effects were very well done, and I was still strangely attracted to Kunis,  even when she had a weird green fucked up face, but don’t judge.

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    The point I’m trying to make is that when The Wizard of Oz came out in 1939. everybody had a shit fit because of the pretty colours. In the years that followed, technology advanced and colour film became the norm. A few years back we were given the orgasm of CGI, more commonly known as: Avatar. This 3 Dimensional clusterfuck soon became the highest grossing film on its opening weekend EVER. (I read that on the tinter web, so I could be bullshitting.) But anyway, this leads to me to my next point. Oz the Great and Powerful also had a hell of a lot of CGI and… Stuff, and people said it was shit. The effects were just as believable as Cameron’s 8ft blue aliens and nobody that I know even gave a shit. The annoying thing is, Avatar is one of the most overrated films I’ve ever seen.

    So, Mr. Overlooked Special effects man. Here's what I've got to say to you:

 

Prepare to shit your pants.

I’m not really that into scary films. Mainly because I’m atheist so I don’t find a lot of contemporary horror films scary, because they’re all about the devil and all that “stuff”. But I’ve recently been politely re-introduced to shitting my pants. The only film that genuinely scared me before was John Carpenter’s The Thing (1982)

    The film I’m talking about here is Sinister (Scott Derrickson, 2012). I went to watch this in the cinema with a big group of guys, so you can imagine the kind of grief I got for acting like a little girl in the cinema. But put my shattered masculinity to one side for a second and hear me out. The thing that really got me scared was the soundtrack. Its creepy as fuck. Have a listen: 

                                          

                    Aren't you glad you listened to that? No? Me either. 

Just listen to the soundtrack when you’re on your own at night at some point. I guarantee you’ll get freaked the fuck out. There are some genuine scares and decent plot twists in the film, and Ethan Hawke has a pretty good "Oh shit, I'm fucked" kind of role, and pulls it off well, and once you’ve got the image of “Mr. Boogie” in your head, you’re scarred for life. 

                                      

      I bet he's a nice guy once you get to know him. 

Y'know, after he's slaughtered your entire family and stolen your children.