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I so agree about the lameness of the underground world, or whatever, in House of 1000 Corpses. When I commented about the stupidness of that development, my movie friends called me a snob.
How about the new War of the Worlds. It looks like the world is lost and when they get to Boston, Mom and the grandparents, who are perfectly fine, open the spotless glass front doors of the completely untouched neighborhood to greet them. Jeez.
I have one more, which I suppose is out of context because it's not horror, but really really made me puke, and that's the final scene in Prince of Tides when Nolte is thinking "Lowenstein, Lowenstein". Maximum lamus.
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