One Missed Call

As I mentioned earlier, Cheese and I saw a movie yesterday, and the flick was One Missed Call. 

 

We saw it by default of Charlie Wilson’s War being misrepresented as having a 4:45PM start time when in fact it actually started at 6PM. 

Let it be no secret that I’m not all that big into watching horror movies, and the reason for this is simple – I scare easily.  I have yet to get past the part of the mental asylum people milling about the asylum grounds in the original Halloween, and I can’t even get past a commercial for the Exorcist.  They are just too freaky and scary for me.

Anyways, I put on a brave face to knowingly see a “horror” movie knowing full well that Cheese would probably at least be way more scared that I would be (and I was so right).

Basically, One Missed Call is about mysterious deaths that all seem to be traced back to cell phones, and yes it did have some good shock scares, and at the same time it was humorous in almost everything that happened – think Scream. 

Overall I enjoyed the movie, it was evenly scarefilled with unintended comedy throughout the movie, and was never bored.  So it gets a 3.5 out of 5 stars.

But what I really wanted to write about was the experience of seeing One Missed Call, which was that everyone in the theater was talking throughout the movie.  People were yelling out at the movie, there was general chatter was coming from all around us, myself included, and yet it actually enhanced the movie going existence for this one.

And my favorite shout out line came from a young boy, who sounded as if he was eight years old or so.  It happened when he saw a girl come on screen for the first time with about ten minutes left to go in the “film” who was about his age, and he yelled “I’D TAP THAT!” with the most honest, clear, powerful, and innocent of voices.

To which the theater erupted in laughter at his brutally twisted honesty.  THAT made the movie for me.