I have a problem. My TBR pile is on the verge of becoming sentient and may or may not have its eye on the small animals that dwell in my home in order to fuel its ever-growing rage. Yet I keep adding to it. It grows stronger every day and yet I just can't stop collecting the pieces in a never-ending attempt to complete its soul.
I am currently accepting books for review. Read my policy for more information. I'd recommend against just firing off a review request without reading it. I'll just end up feeding it to the looming pile and you'll never hear back from me.
Of course, another Stephen King movie. The man’s like a cockroach, but that’s okay. Based on the book, this is about a man that loses his little boy and, after being told about a particular cemetery in the woods, behind the pet cemetery (or per the sign, sematary), decides to bury him there and see what happens. Enter demon spawn of Damien proportions, little Gage will sear himself into your mind forever. And when you see him again on Full House as Michelle’s friend, he just won’t be the same.
Seriously, this movie is just nine different levels of creepy. Even 20 years later, I still cringe in my heart area watching the trailer. And people wonder why I don’t like the woods. Just the image of that burial ground scares the hell out of me. Sometimes dead is better.