I’d hoped to be scared. I took burly men along with me to ensure I didn’t act like a small girl.
In fact, the movie is averagegy bad, not scary at all. Like a bad cross between Blair Witch and The Wicker Man. Laughed more than jumped/was scared.
Genuinely upset. The trailer promised so much.
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This is the blog of Matt Pallatt, a disgruntled grumpy “young” man with an opinion on everything - who really doesn’t understand people who don’t, believing them to be just lazy.
I’m 33 years old and live in Leeds, UK - I have no pets, no wife and no children. And no hair. I wear Levi Jeans and Converse “Sneakers” - these are staple “wearables”, people who don’t understand this are inferior. Fact.
I’m also the technical director of one of the UK’s largest and best digital marketing agencies, twentysix - where I spend my time bossing people around, second guessing make or break decisions made my people way above my paygrade, and spreading rumours. When not in the office I enjoy spending my free time listening to really loud music, sitting in darkened cinemas, reading a book or two, or simply flaking out and watching TV.
This blog is all about both the hours spent procrastinating in the real world, and also those being managerial and mature in the work world.
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