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...camera stumbles upon a door, it bursts open, the hand of the dying woman drops, a guttural boom blasts from the sub, and that $4 bucket of flat Diet Coke resting patiently at your side becomes fizzy and fresh on your lap as you jump—hard. It’s these moments—when some random horrific element comes from nowhere—that make the first act of The Grudge, Hollywood’s latest attempt at remaking a foreign blockbuster, extremely enjoyable. Yet tension gives way to torpor as the first act crawls...
...grainy, wooden expanse of floorboard, board after board laid perfectly side by side—sparse and chic turned ominous. The camera stumbles upon a door, it bursts open, the hand of the dying woman drops, a guttural boom blasts from the sub and that four-dollar bucket of flat Diet Coke resting patiently at your side becomes fizzy and fresh on your lap as you jump—hard...
...rebels were furious that Putin would not negotiate with them. "No one will have a single mouthful of water until he contacts us," the Chechen leader announced. Finally, he allowed a bucket of water to be brought in. People dunked boys' white shirts and girls' pinafores into the bucket and passed the wet clothes down the rows so each hostage could squeeze and suck a little water out of them. But the children would not stay quiet as ordered. The fighters stood a male hostage against a wall. "If you don't shut up, we'll kill him. After that...
...from within my intestines than providing it for me at the end of a line. (In fairness I guess I’d make the same choice.) They squirm away from the harsh light, diving back into the soil. I pick out a dozen and drop them into the bucket, wondering if they need water or soil or something but concluding they’ll last the two-minute ride down to the lake...
Satisfied with the state of Rico’s pulmonary health, I return to my bucket to find that more than half of the worms for which I had sifted through shit had, well, wormed their way out through cracks in the bottom of the bucket. Pleased that I would thus be forced to do less fishing, I take my remainders and head down to the water, where I proceed to sit, get cold and lose all my worms...