I Don't Even Like Looking At This Picture...

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... but I'm still seeing The Human Centipede in a bit.
That's right! I'm doing it! No stopping me now. Oh, snarf.

I'm trying to steel myself. The reviews I've seen today - including this one by Rich at FourFour who I often see eye-to-eye on these sorts of movies (he loved Doomsday too) - have helped, in that they've dismissed it as boring. Or as not being up to power of its own sick premise. So I'm not as nervous as I was yesterday about going.

But still. This movie's hitting so many of my buttons. My last remaining buttons! Just the description of the victim's kneecaps being removed is enough to make me want to leave the room and never return. UGH.

So we will see. I will presumably write up something on the film come Monday, but if y'all want to ask me about it on the Twitter-machine tonight there's a good chance I'll be on there some time after 10 tonight. If I survive the ordeal, that is. Shudder. (Hold me.)
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