Adaptive Curmudgeon

Rare Exports: The Ultimate Christmas Horror Movie

[Note: I discovered Rare Exports three years ago but it’s so good it bears repeating. It has become a tradition at Curmudgeon Compound. Keeping in mind that this is a horror movie that involves neither Linus nor Jimmy Stewart, it’s awesome!

I especially recommend it if you’ve got a herd of unenthusiastic teenagers (especially boys) hanging around. Lets face it, they’re gagging on the sweetness of the holiday and would rather be playing Assassin’s Creed than eating grandma’s lime jello. Park them in front of the tube and crank up Rare Exports. They’ll be riveted and leave the adults alone long enough for you to chill out and drink “eggnog” in peace. (Unless you’re like me and watch the movie.)]

I usually refrain from recommending movies. Partly because most movies are shit. Partly because my taste, so I’ve been told, is appalling.

I have a friend for whom I have recommended three movies; Brazil, The Road (in book or movie form: Reviewed here), and Idiocracy. He swears my advice left him baffled, depressed, and stupid. He implores me to never again suggest any movie to anyone ever again. I promised to add his caution. His exact words were “don’t do it.” You’ve been warned.

That said I’d like to recommend a “Christmas Horror” movie. It’s a Finnish “independent” movie called Rare Exports. It’s free on Netflix. (Update: it seemed to vanish from Netflix… get it on Amazon instead.)

Good points (no spoilers ensue):

Some caveats:

Here’s a trailer.

It’s best for people who like horror & suspense. There are no happy schmucks in malls learning the meaning of Christmas in this movie. You were warned. Here’s the link:

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