May 20, 2010 14:36
Hated the end. Hated it. I thought that the brunette girl's reaction to seeing the horrible rapist/serial killer with the safe would lead somewhere. It didn't. Susie takes over her body so she can get that first kiss? Really? Really? I just don't get it. I understand that in real life people's bodies are never found. There is no closure for many families. But the problems with the end don't end there.
Lindsay is running away, scrap book in hand, from the creepy neighbor guy. She runs into the house, sees her idiotic mother in the living room, and just forgets that a serial killer was just chasing her? Yeah, right. I would have ran into that house, screaming the whole way. I would have been yelling to call the police. I had evidence. The neighbor guy did it. Not Lindsay. She just stands there like a moron. Then she seems like she is going to even withhold the scrap book from her grandmother, but then brain cells must kick in. She hands it to Grannie. Thank God!
The police should have been called ASAP! They could have found that psycho neighbor before he had a chance to dispose of Susie's body in the sinkhole and leave the area. His death, while welcome, was dumb.
Since I haven't read the book, I don't know if I should be surprised that the ending was like that. If it came straight from the book, well, maybe Jackson, the director, should have rewritten the ending. It sucked. I can live with the body, still in the safe, being covered up with dirt, after he pushed the safe into the sinkhole. I can't deal with the lame kiss scene or Lindsay. Just plain dumb!
Everything up to that was pretty interesting. It was a disturbing movie. I thought about it after I turned off the lights and went to bed. I just can't get past the rotten ending.