Family Dorks!

Daniel and I watched a Nicolas Cage movie called "The Wicker Man" a couple of days ago. It was the worst movie either of us has seen in quite some time. There was one point where Cage is searching for a little girl and three costumed characters crouched behind a fallen tree pop their heads up to watch him, then drop back down into hiding when he turns back towards them. It was evidently supposed to be scary, but instead it was laughable.

It's never a good sign when the audience laughs in spots that were supposed to be scary. And the whole story is so preposterous that you're a bit angry at the end that you spent the time watching the movie instead of, say, scrubbing toilets with a toothbrush.