I didn't expect to like this nearly as much as I did.

Everyone talks about Chucky like he’s some terrifying horror icon, but nobody told me he’s also one of the funniest divas in cinema history. This felt less like watching a horror movie and more like spending 87 minutes getting verbally abused by a doll with anger issues.

The practical effects are incredible, the gore is great, and the production value is way higher than I expected from a…

What the fuck did I just watch? 

Under the skin shows us how modern social interactions can feel emotionally empty, especially when people only see each other through desire. The main character herself is reduced to a body and a role, and I think that’s the scariest part of the entire movie. Many of the men she meets seem really lonely, disconnected, and desperate for intimacy. Even in crowded cities, people feel emotionally distant from each other, and that loneliness…