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The effect of the film on me was quite funny. I had read all about it, had read postings on the net, knew about everything that happened in the film from start to finish. I knew the whole ad campaign was designed to trick you into thinking it was real.
I knew all that. But I championed the cause of this movie, because it was made by stray dog independent geeks with almost no money, and I was excited to see it. At the time this came out, too, I was tired of seeing big-budget special effects movies, too (I was "on the rebound," if you will). So I was prepared to accept it with open arms.
I was pleased to discover that the film had a kind of rough-hewn, off-the-cuff charm. I liked the unknown leads. And it had a joyful, "mud-pie" sort of feeling to me--you know, "We made this with NOTHING, look at it!" So yeah, while I was watching it, I felt I was getting just what I had paid for.
When I got home, lo and behold! I found that the film had actually creeped me out. I'm sure partially this was due to my receptive attitude. And I have been accused of having poor taste by many colleagues who are convinced it's a "piece of crap." And maybe it is a piece of crap. But dammit, I liked that piece of crap. I only saw it the once. I've always felt the effect would be spoiled if I saw the flick more than once.
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