Beyond the obvious shivery moments there are way too many splinters of that’s-creepy-beyond-what-I-want-to-think-about-in-a-film-or-anywhere-else.
In the end it’s a movie about choices. Choices are important, like not making a stupid sequel like S. Darko. Poor choice.
This sci-fi classic is rich and dark and smooth, like a delicious chocolate bunny that is pure evil.
Kind of Harvey gone really, really wrong.