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Did you know that out of the ten films nominated for a Best Picture Academy Award in the year of our lord 2023, I have only seen one? Why is that? Can’t really say but what I can say is that if any of them went by the title Scare Bear, I would have been there opening night. Does this make Scare Bear a good movie? I can’t say that yet, I haven’t even started it… but I’m going to and I can’t say that about nine other films that critics loved. It’s 1978 and a young man is recording his expedition through a forest. Fifteen years prior, Tommy’s sister, Grace, went missing in the patch of woods Tommy now finds himself in. He’s in the area treasure hunting with his trusty metal detector but instead of a bundle of old coins, the young man finds a hallucinogenic nightmare trip courtesy of a bear-headed demon by the name of Mister Bones. He catches glimpses of some weirdos in ratty animal costumes and discarded toys from his childhood mysteriously litter the woodlands. Yeah. Shit’s already weird before things cut loose. Puppets, specters, lollipops and madness await. A folksy instrumental soundtrack works well with the glacially paced journey. It’s unquestionably indie but it’s more eerie than pretentious and that’s all I really ask for, even if it does drag. It also goes by the title Blood on Satan’s Paw… sorry, Avatar: the Way of Water… you can go fuck yourself.
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