Small stories to create a ghost show

Junius 2022-04-29 06:01:01

I have read several classic works by Stephen King, and I am considered a fan of Stephen King. This movie is the first movie I watched him, which is also a coincidence! I like the collection of short stories by Stephen King. The horror created is worthy of taste.

After watching the six stories of this movie, it seems like listening to horror stories when I was young. The success of each story's atmosphere is as if he is in the environment. The second story, Stephen King, is really pleasantly surprised when he is photographed in person.

Nowadays, there are very few movies composed of such short stories. Some people think that this type of film has no content. It is composed of several short stories and has no center. But for me, this movie is enough to shine. I don't like watching horror movies, but this one satisfies my appetite. I saw the short story of Stephen King like this.

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Creepshow quotes

  • Henry: Just tell it to call you Billie, you bitch!

  • Upson Pratt: Reynolds? White? Talk to me!

    Lenora Castonmeyer: I just called to tell you what a monster you are, Mr. Pratt. And how I will rejoice when you're finally dead!

    Upson Pratt: Lots of people are going to rejoice when I'm dead. Who are you?

    Lenora Castonmeyer: Lenora Castonmeyer. I'm the wife of the man you murdered this afternoon.

    Upson Pratt: Mrs. Castonmeyer! How are you?

    Lenora Castonmeyer: I hope they keep hell hot for you! You son of a bitch! I hope they do. It wasn't enough for you drive him to his knees was it? No, you had to kill him as well! He came home... and his eyes...

    [Upson Pratt begins making violin motions]

    Lenora Castonmeyer: his eyes were so dead. I asked him what was wrong, what could be so bad to make his eyes look that way. And the only word he could say... was your name. Ten minutes later, I heard the shot

    [begins sobbing hysterically]

    Upson Pratt: Yes, George Gendron told me old Norman went out... with a bang.

    Lenora Castonmeyer: How many men have you destroyed? How many men have you killed you monster?

    Upson Pratt: Only the stupid ones. Only the ones who handed me a knife and then stretched out their throats. Only the ones who, if you'll pardon the expression, fucked up. Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got this bug problem. So we'll have to defer your charming conversation for another time.

    Lenora Castonmeyer: I hope you die!

    Upson Pratt: By the way...

    Lenora Castonmeyer: I hope you get cancer in the worst place!

    Upson Pratt: Mrs. Castonmeyer...

    Lenora Castonmeyer: Syphilis! Leprosy! Scream in hell forever, you monster!

    Upson Pratt: Mrs. Katzenjammer... would you mind telling me who gave you my private number? I'd like to fire him.

    Lenora Castonmeyer: It was in my husbands address book, you son of a bitch!

    Upson Pratt: Well, I can't fire him can I?