Yesterday I invited Lore to go to a "grooly" movie, The Conjuring. It was well-acted, and I think would be genuinely scary to its projected audience.
I'm a little too aggressively rational – I mean, the hype for the movie makes a lot of the "this REALLY happened" trope, as if being based on a book gives it more veracity. As a haunted-house story, it has good atmosphere and special effects, including at least two genuine jump-out-of-your-seat shockers. Lily Taylor does a convincing job of a normal person being scared beyond shitless by things no one can explain – I mean, she's concerned for the welfare of her children and husband and all, but about halfway through the movie the accumulating weirdness just makes her crack – and the acting is more scary and convincing than the script.
We had a good suthrun dinner afterwards at Harry's Seafood Bar & Grill. Fat fried shrimp and crisp white wine for me.