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The Cabin in the Woods

Genre: Horror, Thriller

Director:

  • Drew Goddard

Writer:

  • Joss Whedon
  • Drew Goddard

Cast:

  • Chris Hemsworth
  • Kristen Connelly
  • Anna Hutchison
  • Richard Jenkins

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Critics Roundup – April 12

The Cabin in the Woods |||Green|Green| The Three Stooges |Yellow|||| A Simple Life (limited) |Green|||Green| Detention (limited) |||Green|Green| Here (NY) |||Green|| Monsieur Lazhar |Green|||Green| Life Happens |||Yellow|| The Lady (limited) |Red||||

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Box Office Hell – April 13

Our Players|Coming Soon|Box Office Prophets|Box Office Guru|EW|Box Office . com The Hunger Games |18.0|19.8|18.0|20.0|19.5 The Three Stooges |15.6|9.5|11.0|12.0|13.5 The Cabin in the Woods |14.2|16.7|15.0|15.0|14.5 American Reunion|11.5|11.4|11.0|10.0|11.7 Titanic in 3-D|8.5|10.3|10.0|11.0|11.8

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Review: The Cabin in the Woods (Spoiler-Free)

In spite of my admiration for the idea of the film, my one quibble with The Cabin in the Woods is that while it is a great concept, the characters do tend to feel like constructs designed to fit within that cleverness, as opposed to starting with compelling characters and letting the story build around them, but when you have an idea as good as this one, what’re you gonna do?

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“The Cabin in the Woods is so amazing, in fact, that we hope no one ever says another thing about it.”

“The Cabin in the Woods is so amazing, in fact, that we hope no one ever says another thing about it.”

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“I was 15 when I first watched Sally Hardesty escape into the back of a pickup truck, covered in blood and cackling like a goddamn witch. All of her friends were dead. She had been kidnapped, tortured and even forced to feed her own blood to her cannibalistic captors’ impossibly shriveled patriarch. Being new to the horror genre, I was sure she was going to die. It had been a few months since I survived a violent sexual assault, where I subsequently ran from my assailant, tripped, fell and fought like hell. I crawled home with bloody knees, makeup-stained cheeks and a new void in both my mind and heart. My sense of safety, my ability to trust others, my willingness to form new relationships and my love of spending time with people I cared about were all taken from me. It wasn’t until I found the original The Texas Chain Saw Massacre that something clicked. It was Sally’s strength, and her resilience. It was watching her survive blows to the head from a hammer. It was watching her break free from her bonds and burst through a glass window. It was watching her get back up after she’d been stabbed. It was watching her crawl into the back of a truck, laughing as it drove away from Leatherface. She was the last one to confront the killer, and live. I remember sitting in front of the TV and thinking, There I am. That’s me.”
~ Lauren Milici On “The Final Girl”

“‘Thriller’ enforced its own reality principle; it was there, part of the every commute, a serenade to every errand, a referent to every purchase, a fact of every life. You didn’t have to like it, you only had to acknowledge it. By July 6, 1984, when the Jacksons played the first show of their ‘Victory’ tour, in Kansas City, Missouri, Jacksonism had produced a system of commodification so complete that whatever and whoever was admitted to it instantly became a new commodity. People were no longer comsuming commodities as such things are conventionally understood (records, videos, posters, books, magazines, key rings, earrings necklaces pins buttons wigs voice-altering devices Pepsis t-shirts underwear hats scarves gloves jackets – and why were there no jeans called Bille Jeans?); they were consuming their own gestures of consumption. That is, they were consuming not a Tayloristic Michael Jackson, or any licensed facsimile, but themselves. Riding a Mobius strip of pure capitalism, that was the transubstantiation.”
~ Greil Marcus On Michael Jackson