Folio Swami
The many faces of entitlement. She is an outsider. She ”can't afford” lots of things. So instead of making local movies with local talent, the Leprechaun's Pot of Gold is hers. ”Money for nothing and chicks for free” went the song. For the main character is ”Money for nothing and fame for free”. So the check before the contract is a good sign. His hand on her knee with a suggestive look is what? A pat on the back? She is desperate, and instead of an attic studio with the toilet downstairs she gets a big house. It makes perfect sense. Anyway, when I was younger I used to enjoy horror flicks for the sake of the thrills. Today I want some story instead of the idiotic brat whom the spirits tell ”don't go” but he or she will go to the graveyard at midnight. The story will get somewhat better, but the main character has no reason: just the brat hitting plus one. And the ending is simply a tire going flat: pfffff.
