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I saw Red Riding Hood last week. It wasn't worth nine dollars, but it was worth more than the dollar theater price. Too many things were wrong in the film, and I laughed at quite a few aspects (including a plentiful amount of gingers and the twilight-esque love triangle). Go see a matinee, it was creepy. Kind of.

 

Or maybe I've been reading too much about with-hunts.

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