i don't know how i get to these places
So the other night, me and Lea watched Grizzly Rage because Tyler Hoechlin and it was actually so bad that it filled ME with grizzly rage. By like 5 minutes into the movie I was rooting for the bear to eat everyone. AND THEN THE BEAR ATE EVERYONE. \o/ It was a triumph for all right-minded people, really, that the bear should do that.
Plus if she hadn’t, I’d have been looking at a long week of finding every person responsible for that movie and feeding them to bears, and I’ve got stuff to do, so. Thanks, grizzly!
But so much else about the ending was deeply unsatisfying. Like, why did the bear appear to have a bondage cabin in the woods? Why was the cabin full of preserved human body parts? And what was with the toxic waste barrels piled ominously here there and everywhere? Why did they think that a bear who shredded their Jeep couldn’t get through a simple wooden door? I just. I just have so many more questions, and instead of answers, that movie had a guy in a bear suit. *hands*
On the upside, though, Tyler took off his shirt and rock-climbed a little bit, which was worth the price of admission, aka the 90 minutes of our lives that we wasted in our PJs on the couch, half-watching and half-crying while we waited for it to end.
...it really wasn’t enough of an upside.
In conclusion: If you get a chance to see Grizzly Rage, don’t.
:D
Plus if she hadn’t, I’d have been looking at a long week of finding every person responsible for that movie and feeding them to bears, and I’ve got stuff to do, so. Thanks, grizzly!
But so much else about the ending was deeply unsatisfying. Like, why did the bear appear to have a bondage cabin in the woods? Why was the cabin full of preserved human body parts? And what was with the toxic waste barrels piled ominously here there and everywhere? Why did they think that a bear who shredded their Jeep couldn’t get through a simple wooden door? I just. I just have so many more questions, and instead of answers, that movie had a guy in a bear suit. *hands*
On the upside, though, Tyler took off his shirt and rock-climbed a little bit, which was worth the price of admission, aka the 90 minutes of our lives that we wasted in our PJs on the couch, half-watching and half-crying while we waited for it to end.
...it really wasn’t enough of an upside.
In conclusion: If you get a chance to see Grizzly Rage, don’t.
:D