![]() Two other people, women who have some claim to the land that the prison was built on and are only doing this so developers do not touch it, boggle their eyes and wiggle their fingers and tell of The Creeper, the resident demon who crawls across the floor like a spider. An old warden, who almost certainly peddles the ghostly shtick to keep herself working, tells a story of one prisoner who staggered along the corridors with his throat slit, blasting arterial blood into all the cells as he went. The first episode takes place in a creepy old abandoned prison, where 10,000 prisoners are said to have died in all manner of violent and alarming circumstances. ![]() On paper, it has nothing to recommend it whatsoever.īut good Lord it’s fun to watch. It’s Kesha and one of Kesha’s friends standing in a dark room, wildly trying to convince themselves that they are being haunted by something other than their own lack of dignity. ![]() There’s the fact that, and this is more a flaw of the genre than the show, literally nothing ever happens. There’s the presentation, in which Kesha films the action on an old VHS camcorder, which would be a neat trick if it wasn’t rendered completely redundant by the professional camera crew that has been hired to film her filming the action on an old VHS camcorder. There’s the host (famous pop star Kesha) who vacillates between spouting the kind of bland, faux-inspirational tripe that idiots usually sew on to blankets – “I hope that the light I carry inside me is strong enough to protect me from evil”, to give one example – and viscerally not wanting to have anything to do with this stupid show. Because to break Conjuring Kesha down to its constituent parts would be to reveal a show that is deliberately incredibly stupid. I have to be honest, even I don’t know how ironic I’m being here.
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