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SATANIC (2016)

Coach Scott (Steven Krueger) from Yellowjackets is here with Haley Dunphy (Sarah Hyland) from Modern Family! Very fun! Unfortunately the movie isn’t great, you can have wonderful actors but a bad movie. I watched it to support these actors (even though this film is currently free on Tubi).

⭐.5

Trigger Warning Suicide, Urination

Our movie begins with what I’m sure is an interaction with our heroine, Chloe’s, future self, she just doesn’t know it yet. Either way, we meet our gang of four friends as they arrive in LA (Chloe, David, Elise, and Seth). They are planning on going on some sort of Satanic tour before Coachella. They check out the Sharon Tate house and a creepy store where Seth finds a shrine in the back (he said it was goats eyes but they looked like human eyes to me…). They get kicked out of the store but later decide to come back and tail the owner of said creepy store for, what? Shits and giggles? Honestly this movie has a very thin storyline but I’m mostly here for the two main characters Chloe and David. Ugh. ANYWAY. They tail the owner of the shop who was this scary bald guy with an upside down cross tattooed on the back of his freaking head, oh and he had a knife, doesn’t seem like the type of guy you want to mess with or, I don’t know, STALK.

They make it to the guy's house which is totally trespassing but they are just going with the flow of the evening, I suppose. When they get closer to the house they find a ritual going on inside, Elise says they are summoning a spirit or something because of the symbols on the wall. Sure thing, Elise. But I guess she didn’t know they were going to try to sacrifice a girl next, which is what they tried to do and both Chloe and David screamed out. The girl was able to run away but this put a target on our group of four (4) friends who shouldn’t have been there in the first place. They are able to escape but Seth drops his phone. The next day there is a call from Seth's phone and it is the girl who was going to be sacrificed, Alice. We find out she wasn’t actually being sacrificed, just excommunicated because she wouldn’t do what they asked. The gang invites her to stay the night with them because she has no place to go.

The gang is staying in the room where a woman named Laney Gore killed herself. Alice is sure she can reach Laney if all four of the group helps her out. Chloe is very hesitant as she has been all movie, she does NOT want to do this Satanic stuff. Alice does the chant or whatever, they are all holding hands, then Alice draws on the wall a pentagram and says something about the five (5) of them and then kills herself. So, basically from what I understood is that one by one they will all be killed themselves. Yikes! Sucks to suck! They have to go to the police station because of Alice straight up being dead in their hotel room so that also sucked. Turns out they aren’t allowed to go anywhere now because of this potential crime so they take up residence in David’s cousin’s house. While David is in the shower someone draws a pentagram on the mirror and then it goes from zero (0) to 60 because then the whole house is destroyed and covered in dead birds (because David can’t get enough of that). They go back to the Satanic shop they visited in the first place to demand answers (even though they stalked the guy, remember that? I remember that). 

David goes totally apeshit on the bald guy who just wanted to enjoy his coffee. Turns out they kicked Alice out because she was too hardcore even for them, huh. And then these huge claw marks appear on the hood of the van so the gang knows things are seriously fucked up. They decide to just leave, ignoring the cops and just trying to bust out of LA because they can’t stand it there anymore. It is honestly so funny when David locks the doors after they leave because the house is TRASHED. Like it matters if the doors are locked or not? Anyway, death by port-o-potty is how Elise goes. Honestly a rough death but someone had to go that way, I suppose. She was literally numbered “II” and the rest of the gang are three (3) through five (5). They run like hell through an abandoned building but there is no outrunning their fate. Also, I was totally right about this movie being circular, Chloe did see her future self at the top of the movie like I guessed. Chloe makes it the longest and even gets her mouth sewn shut for some unknown reason (Ouija: Origin of Evil much?). But in the end she gets hers.

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Here's my tierlist of my favorite Cars Characters. Note that this is just my opinion... If you disagree... It's completely fair... I don't have to kill you in order to like it.

So who are in my list?

S/Childhood Favorites - Mcqueen and Sally

SS/Legends - Doc, The King, Smokey, Louise Nash, River Scott, Junior Moon, Jeff Gorvette, Lewis Hamilton, Dale Earnhardt Jr., Darrel Cartrip, Bob Cutlass, Brent Mustangburger, David Hobbscap

A/Best/Lovable Characters: Mater, Cruz, Francesco Bernoulli, Finn McMissile, Holley Shiftwell, Flo, Ramone, Cal Weathers, Bobby Swift, Luigi, Guido, Tex Dinoco, Daniel Swervez, Lizzie, Stanley, Rusty, Dusty, Miss Fritter, Sheriff, Sarge, Filmore, Rod "Torque" Redline, Red, Jackson Storm, Mack, Otis the Lemon, Natalie Certain, Leland Turbo, Miguel Camino, Max Schnell, Carla Veloso, Shu Todoroki, Raoul Caroule, Nigel Gearsley, Rip Clutchgoneski

B/Awesome - Kabuto, Boost, Dj, Wingo, Snot Rod

D/Good - Van, Minnie, Tractor, Mike Wazoski (Car), Ham (Car), Woody (Car), Buzz Lightyear (Car), Abominable Snowplow (Monster Truck), Sully (Monster Truck), Frank, Winford Bradford Rutherford, Mac iCar, Shannon Spokes, Claude Scruggs, Billy Oilchanger, Chuck Armstrong, Harold "Haul" Inngas, Brick Yardley, Brian Spark, Phil Tankson, Fred, Bessie, Siddley, Floyd Mulvihill, Chase Racelott, Bubba Wheelhouse Jr., Ryan Laney, Reb Meeker

E/Who are you? - Jerry Recycled Batteries, Arvy, Doctor Damage, Albert Hinkey, Tomber, T.G Castlenut, Zil

F/Go F*ck Yourselves - Not Chuck, Chick Hicks, Chick Pitty #1, Chick Pitty #2, Miles Axelrod, Professor Zundapp, Grem, Acer, Mr. Sterling

Reasons:

S - Pretty Obvious, Since I shipped them since I was kid

SS - Their F'in legends... Especially some are named/based after real racers (I.e The king = Richard Petty, Jeff Gorvette = Jeff Gordon, Dale Earnhardt Jr. etc.)

A - Because I can... Their lovable for so many reasons...

B - They badass since I love JDM cars

C - none

D - Eh I don't interact with them that much. Especially since most of them are Side Characters

F - Ya know... F*ck y'all... Especially you Sterling... Go F*ck yourself with a torque wrench. I wish Harv was here in this list cause I hate that guy... Yeah I hate Chick for being a d*ckhead especially Zundapp and Axelrod... But Sterling (And Harv) go f*ck yourselves...

That's all...

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☛ (the manhandling starters) xo

☛ - press a finger to my muse’s lips to shut them up

james loved his parents. he really enjoyed spending time with them. but holidays were really rough for them, collectively. thanksgiving, especially, was hard. brady was coming home to see them the day just before. wounds are fresh all over again and james is usually at his most fragile on thanksgiving. needless to say, they don’t spend that holiday together. it’s not a bad thing, james it alright with it. his parents spend it with their friends, and james goes to his own support systems for it.

friendsgiving was a really nice thing. it was being put on by someone else in the group this year, and anyone who didn’t have family, or didn’t want to spend it with their own that day, got to be there. everyone filled their stomachs with good food and had their laughs. holidays weren’t easy for most of them, so at least they could help each other stay in the right direction. moments got quiet and things were solemn from time to time, but someone always would say something that was so right, they’d feel just a bit better about being a bunch of recovering addicts, having their lives be constantly challenged and tempted to fall back into their vices.

most everyone was in the lving room after the dinner. after the dishes had been put away and leftovers had been divvied up into tupper ware for everyone to take home at the end of the night. james, however, was stuck trying to find the bathroom. his own place was modest, he didn’t live in some stretch of a villa that was big enought o size his hollywood ego. he always felt those places were lonely, anyways. he had a good condo that one month’s rent was still the price of a used car, and was furnished to look like he had money, but he liked to think it wasn’t such a douchey place. and this place was similar to james’ lavish but modest place. but a condo is different from a home. homes are like mazes personalized to the person or persons living in them. foreign to anyone else there.

“james,” laney calls behind him, and he turns. “it’s right here, bud.” she pushes a door open and he shakes his head with a sigh. “they sent me because they know you’re hopeless.”

he groans, walking into the bathroom. “of course they do. and of course they sent you.” the group members weren’t idiots. they all see the eyes they make at each other. how their bodies interact when they’re together. even at dinner, sitting next to each other. there were multiple times when his hand pressed to her thigh when she made a joke, or when her hand reached up to grab his when he tried to grab some rolls for the forth time. they weren’t idiots. and neither was james.

“you should pee.” she finally says, and he nods. 

stepping in the bathroom, he shuts the door. once he’s finished reliving himself, and his hands are washed, he comes out of the bathroom to see laney standing in front of a small closet, picking through. “are you really snooping in kevin’s closet?”

“come look at this.” she says quietly. he shouldn’t, but he does. whatever curiosity she has, it spreads to him and now he needs to know. “did you know kevin played with bowie?” there’s a picture of their group member, standing on a stage with a bass, playing beside the very david bowie. 

“shit,” james says quietly, taking the small album. he begins to flip through, seeing the varying icons that stood beside him. suddenly, there was a weight in his stomach. “there’s probably a good reason we don’t know this.” he doesn’t want to share it. being a rockstar has it’s cliches, and those cliches get you in a group with a bunch of sobering addicts.

and then it dawns on laney, too. “yeah, you’re right.” she takes the book from him and closes it, putting it back on the shelf. 

then there’s voices, and the two panic. quickly, james does all he can think of and he shoves her into the closet, closing the door behind him and wrapping them in darkness as they hear the voices approach them. “what are you doing, james?” she hushes a yell. he can’t see her face but he can feel her breath standing this close. their bodies are touching and he knows, if he could see her, this would be over.

“stop talking.” he says casually, pressing a finger to where he estimates her lips would be, and when he’s wrong, his other fingers franitcally meet up to where they really are, keeping her quiet as the voices stop right in front of them, saying something about the two’s whereabouts.

there’s more chatter, and the two finally decide to leave them. they mutter something about the two finally hooking up, and just leaving them be. it makes his cheeks warm and he’s thankful for the darkness because he’s pretty sure he might catch some shit for it if she saw. instead, the sound dissipates and they’re back to silence, standing pressed against each other, his fingers still touching her lips.

“can i say something to you?” he says quietly. “do you give me permission to say something that might go where we don’t like to go.”

“please.” she whispers. his fingers move from her lips and the glide to her jaw, his thumb rubbing across her cheek.

“my mind tells me if i kiss you in the dark then it means nothing because no one is here to see it. everything in my body vibrates around you and i can’t see you standing in front of my but i feel you. i feel every bit of you and now just your body but i feel your heartbeat and your soul and your consciousness and i feel it pressed against mine. and maybe we’re just constantly in the dark and now that we’re physically in the dark, i can see everything i feel when i’m with you in the light.” his hand moves to cup her chin, his thumb pressing to her bottom lip, and then moving up to her cupid’s bow, to her nose. his thumb running along the slope of her perfect nose until he reaches her forehead when he runs his fingers through her hair and to the back of her neck. down the curve of her very meticulous spine, following the curve with his delicate fingers until the dip where her body can mold into his. his hand presses there, stopping before he can reach her ass.

“but if i kiss you in the dark then i’m a coward who doesn’t deserve to kiss you in the light. i’m disappointed that reality is so terrifying to me that the only way i feel safe is when i’m wrapped in some cloak, protecting me from it. it’s not fair.” he leans closer, distance between them shrinking. his body hunches and his forehead finds her’s. “i wish i could be better for you.”

“james,” she breaths, her hand reaching to cup the side of his face. “you are the best you can be for me. we’re all just being the best version of ourselves we can be in that time.”

“i suppose you’re right. i just wish i was better. that way i could have the things i want.” his thumb rubs against her back and he holds her there. they’re silent. it’s dark, and it’s silent, and he wants her close in the darkness. this is where he’s most safe. this is where he’s most himself, when there’s no eyes looking to see him. where nothing matters.