Day 27: The Chosen (2015): 1h 28m

There are a lot of really weird and cool things that come out of Abrahamic religions.  One of the most common you come across is Lilith, the first wife of Adam.  She was made of the same clay as Adam and was a much more independent individual.  The story goes that Lilith turned down Adam's sexual advances.  Adam, jilted and angry, turned to God and complained that Lilith would not do what he wanted.  God cast Lilith out of the garden and cursed her barren.  God then took the rib from Adam and created Eve.  The rib was used this time because it was a part of Adam and thus Adam would have a better control of Eve.  From here Lilith's story gets random.  To some, she becomes a vampire and feeds on or kills infants.  She also becomes Fraser's wife.  In this film she makes a pact with Lucifer and possesses children.  If a blood relative doesn't draw a blood sigil on six other blood relatives for Eve to take in the child's place.

And that's the plot of 2015's The Chosen.  An early 20's something uncle spends his time trying to save his niece from Lilith.  Luckily he has two elderly people living in the house, a bitch of an aunt that shows up, his mom (who confesses that she killed the young girl's twin brother three years ago), and a drunken asshole of an uncle living in the house.  That's only five you say.  C'mon, you know who the 6th person ends up being...

This film was slow as hell.  Even when there was action it felt like it was slow.  A ghost nun that wrote the weird book on Lilith our main guy ends up with shows up a few times and is kind of cool.  Otherwise, this movie was a good plot but a boring execution.  The Chosen was only rated PG, and that was its nail in the coffin.  If it were a solid R they could've made this pretty awesome.  I mean, the fact I spit out a bunch of esoteric knowledge on Lilith and that's longer than my review portion of this film should mean a lot.

I give The Chosen 1 Lilith statue out of 5:

Day 17: Proxy (2013) 2h 2min

I'm not sure why this is in the horror section on Netflix. It was much less a horror movie and more of a thriller.  Not the good kind of Thriller where zombies dance and there's Vincent Price, but rather the kind of thriller that lead to me taking an esoteric journey into the mind in hopes of finding more than there really was.

I found myself looking beyond the face value of the film just revolving around four people that become connected via their interpersonal relationships in regards to one of the characters.  Each one of these people is in serious need of relationship counseling, coping skills, and proper psychological treatment.  The story doesn't really go beyond that point.

So I found myself, about an hour into Proxy, trying to find hidden meanings.  Was this a tale of creation and destruction, with how the time is spent in between those events?  Is it a dark metaphor of how we all crave attention differently?  It was like I was given a child's puzzle and completed it, but swore there was more than just the picture of kittens.  As if outside the boarders there was a deeper darkness or meaning waiting.

It came to the point where, if I could truly find what this film was meant to tell me, it would grant me a personal epiphany and be akin to seeing the face of god... and it would be weeping.

Weeping that this film exists and claimed two whole hours of my life.  That I became so disconnected from the story, the characters, and the almost Palahniuk-esq attempts at shock, I had to journey into my own mind to justify this moment of my life.  This film kidnapped me and attempted to make me their Patty Hearst...

...but I survived.  And in my survival I get to tell you Proxy is awful and gets NEGATIVE 5 memes out of 5.