Now, what in the hell possessed me to On-Demand The Reaping? Was it a desire to watch Stringer Bell in his biggest movie roll yet? It certainly wasn’t my desire to absorb any Biblical horror. Biblical horror and zombie films: Two sub-genres that don’t really do it for me. Yawn.
I did have a thought today. I’d like to see Cormac McCarthy’s (and now, the Coen Brothers’) Anton Chigurh tracking down Miranda July through the Pacific Northwest, storming through coffee shops, art galleries, and Whole Foods locations, offing all of her collaborators and colleagues with suppressed shotguns and a pneumatic cattle punch until the absurd, bloody finale.
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