The Babadook. No, really, that's what it's called. The Babadook. It's like the writer just kind of hung around heroin addicts and thought that overdose babbling was the coolest sounding thing, ever.
|Goddammit, Kristen, you're not allowed to help anymore!|
During the course of all of this grief, Amelia (who is not the sanest crayon in the box to begin with) comes across a pop-up book that she was not previously aware of and reads it to Sam as a bedtime story. Because this is a horror movie, the book really isn't something that should be read to children. In this book, the creature described, the titular Babadook, is one that will haunt the fuck out of you for just knowing about it. Like Jesus. Or Rush Limbaugh.
|I do kinda want a copy, though. I mean, it would make more sense than the Bible.|
|And screaming. So much high-pitched screaming.|
|Oh, thank Great Blogathotep it's over.|
Oh, and stop reading mysterious pop-up books, for real.