So, they owned no knives?


When the killer is trying to get into the apartment to kill Julia, she goes into the obligatory damsel in distress mode and screams and whimpers and repeatedly trips and falls throughout the apartment. The whole time I'm saying, get a knife, get a knife. Then after an eternity, she finally crawls (for no apparent reason) to the kitchen and opens one of the drawers and I'm like oh finally, she's getting a knife. But it's only scissors (which is still a weapon). So my question is, did they not own any knives?? Did the eat with their hands???? It's a great movie, no doubt. But I deplore dumb shit like that.

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Wrong drawer.

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Which would echo my "I hate dumb shit like that" declaration. Why not go to the right drawer? Why scream and whimper in a corner? Why constantly trip, fall, crawl? That type of stuff is stupid and irritating and it temporarily took me out of the movie at that point.

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I hate to be super realistic but fight and flight are not the only responses to a life or death situation. FREEZING UP and slow and incorrect decisions are a product of these situations as well. Your blood pressure goes sky high and you get tunnel vision and sometimes loose feelings in your extremities.

So yes, there is a quite logical explanation.

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Sorry, but this scene is very unrealistic. It's the same unrealistic bullshit that movies tend to show of females in the 70s and 80s.

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I know. When you watch modern film a person who has never handled a firearm picks one up and can dispatch multiple attackers and suddenly knows karate as well.

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YAWN... 😴😴😴😴

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😎

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you think she would look for some kind of weapon.

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Yes, exactly, like a normal person in real life would. And the time it would take for the killer to bore it's way through the door with a knife the way it was doing would be forever in a day. I can see myself stomping my feet extremely loudly and hard into the kitchen to get a nice sharp knife, then again stomping my feet to the door, then screaming at the top of my lungs something like, come on motherfucker, I got a nice big fat knife just waiting to use on ya once ya get far enough in motherfucker!!!! Yeah, I'd be ready. And I'd let that shit fly LOL.

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