Synopsis
Welcome to the witching hour.
A Catholic school newcomer falls in with a clique of teen witches who wield their powers against all who dare to cross them -- be they teachers, rivals or meddlesome parents.
1996 Directed by Andrew Fleming
A Catholic school newcomer falls in with a clique of teen witches who wield their powers against all who dare to cross them -- be they teachers, rivals or meddlesome parents.
Robin Tunney Rachel True Fairuza Balk Neve Campbell Skeet Ulrich Christine Taylor Breckin Meyer Endre Hules Nathaniel Marston Cliff DeYoung Assumpta Serna Helen Shaver Jeanine Jackson Brenda Strong Rod Britt Kathleen Lloyd Janet Eilber Elizabeth Guber Jennifer Greenhut Arthur Senzy Mark Conlon Rebecca McLaughlin Janet Rotblatt Tony Genaro Christine Louise Mills William Newman Brogan Roche Jason Filardi Esther Scott
Alicia Stevenson James Beshears Andy Nelson Anna Behlmer Gregory King Pamela Kahn Bobby Mackston David W. Alstadter Timothy Pearson Scott W. Anderson
Jóvenes Brujas, The Craft : Dangereuse Alliance, ザ・クラフト
Horror, the undead and monster classics Underdogs and coming of age Intense violence and sexual transgression scary, horror, creepy, supernatural or frighten horror, creepy, eerie, blood or gothic horror, gory, scary, killing or slasher teenager, school, friendship, funny or nerds school, teacher, student, classroom or kids Show All…
if the bitches of eastwick put a spell on me, do not prosecute them they caught ME slipping that’s on ME
when that bitch is super racist at the beginning and you just know immediately that they're gonna fuck her up later....love it
i don’t know how but this movie is both extremely dated and bad, and underrated as fuck. the last scene almost ruins it, but it’s still so damn good. it deserves a remake. and i know they’re doing one but i want a crazy, almost artful one. i want Suspiria High.
i can't help but be fascinated by female rage and all the varied ways it's portrayed on film. all four of the central girls in the craft are powerful because of their anger, their rage becoming the driving force that pushes them to move beyond the circumstances that trap them.
it's almost as if the film forces itself to punish the girls for their oh-so-justified transgressions - i can't find it in my heart to blame them for the havoc they wreak, especially since it starts with the pure joy of finding companionship and turns into the intoxicating rush of the world becoming fair at last. shouldn't they be allowed to be angry about the way the world encroaches upon…
if there’s one thing skeet ulrich gon do it’s play the insufferable love interest of a character that would be better off with a girl
God, the final act of this movie is truly so bad. But I still want to restate my desire to see an artsy remake a la Suspiria. Thank you.