In ancient Egyptian mythology, a dead person's soul would be weighed against the feather of truth in a ritual called a psychostasy. If their soul was lighter than the feather, it would ascend into the afterlife. Heavy souls were devoured by Maat, eater of the dead. Good films go to hard drive heaven while the recycle bin eats the rest.
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Saturday, February 26, 2011
I Spit on your Grave (1978)
A horror by Meir Zarchi.
A woman moves into a cabin and is raped by rednecks. She takes revenge.
You may remember this from the 2010 film that I just reviewed. It's nowhere near as annoying in 1978 and easier to watch. The characters stay 2 dimensional and the plot is just as superficial, but it's not as badly done this time. I could actually sit through it without experiencing physical aversion. I'm rating it o.k. for not totally disgusting me.
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