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Dreamcatcher: the movie

Warning: The following text will contain spoilers. But you won't regret them, because the movie is so bad you'll actually be acutely grateful that you've been spared the ordeal of watching it. Or at least, that's the theory. :P

I didn't get to plug in my walkman like the last time, coz I got to the cinema early and met a friend who was also there for the screening, and we sat together.

But I didn't really need my walkman, because this isn't your typical horror movie. Although I must admit, I did close my eyes every time someone was about to get attacked!

The build-up is VERY slow; nothing significant happens until half-way through the movie.

Then we find out that there's been an alien landing on earth, and that the aliens "infest" humans, taking over their bodies to appear "normal". This is where all the farting and burping starts going on, and the film starts taking on a farcical quality.

The Big Alien, the one to watch out for, has a perfectly ordinary-sounding name like "Mister Gray", and has - get this - a British accent!

Four men with mind-reading abilities have to do the usual save the world thing, out of whom two die an alien death. The third is infested by Mister Gray who, fortuitously, doesn't kill him, because he has "a lot of useful knowledge" in his brain. At the end of the movie, Mister Gray vacates his host's body, and the guy gets himself back.

So it's up to the last guy to do the major heroics, and I was thankful that it was the most good-looking one - that redeemed the show for me just a little. *grin*

Quite a ridiculous movie, all in all...