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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Sunday, March 27, 2011
The Innocents (1961)
A thriller by Jack Clayton.
A nanny gets a job taking care of the spoiled and neglected children of a rich man. She sees ghosts of a pair of servants around the house.
This is one of the films that I call a "pretty waste of time". The camera-work and framing of the scenes was great, but the plot was not so great. The boy is more eloquent and well-spoken than any child could be these days and the girl lets out these blood-curdling screams. I have to give the little boy credit for being more "black metal" than me. He sleeps with dead birds in his bed like Pelle from Mayhem. It wasn't very good, so I'm rating it poor.
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