Do you like to have the crap scared right out of you? If so, then I have a movie for you. Just be sure to wear your Depends because you’re gonna need them. DH and I went on a date night last weekend and saw the movie “The Conjuring.” Two words that pretty much sum it up: Holy Shit. I loved every creepy moment of it.
It’s fun to watch a movie like this on the big screen with mixed company. The girl in front of us crying while clinging to her boyfriend was really quite funny. And men and women alike were screaming. Even DH, who is hard to frighten, got startled a couple of times. I saw him jump more times than he would care to admit.
In case you don’t know, the story takes place in 1971 and is about a family who bought a house in Rhode Island that was possessed by demons. I won’t tell you any more details because I don’t want to spoil it for you, but if you love a good scare, I highly recommend this one. It had me from minute 1.
The story is true. The “ghost hunters” portrayed in this film are real. I have had the distinct pleasure of meeting Lorraine Warren. She is a good friend of a good friend of mine. Lorraine is an amazing woman and I feel blessed to have had the opportunity to meet and speak with her. Lorraine had me pegged the second I walked in the door, but that’s a story for another time.
So, if you love to scare yourself silly, go see it. But just be prepared to never go into your basement alone or hang your feet and arms over your bed. Because you never know what could be lurking. It could be this:
Nighty-night, sleep tight. Don’t let Annabelle bite.