This movie was loud -- so loud in fact that the naturally irritating harmonics of the screechy teenage cackle was amplified into a chalkboard- scratching, ear- drum- shattering, cacophony of torture.
Snakes are slithering out of faucets. Cockroaches are crawling out of people's clothing. Young girls are invoking spirits, walking on water, killing marine animals and causing the hair to fall out of pretty blond heads. Slowly, black magic is consuming young minds. I ask you in all seriousness: WHAT IS CATHOLIC SCHOOL DOING TO OUR CHILDREN?
When Sarah (Robin Tunney) moves to Los Angeles she becomes the final link in a chain that empowers an incomplete group of teenage witches. In a kind of anti-"Heathers," Nancy (Fairuza Balk) is the ringleader while Bonnie (Neve Campbell) and Rochelle (Rachel True) are ringleader wannabees. Naturally, the restrictive quality of the high school social structures doesn't really meet their individual psychological needs so they begin casting spells to bring meaning to their lives.
This movie was loud -- so loud in fact that the naturally irritating harmonics of the screechy teenage cackle was amplified into a chalkboard-scratching, ear-drum-shattering, cacophony of torture. When the circle of witches has a falling out, the hierarchy of power isn't determined by who's most connected with the spirits, but by who can scream the loudest. This makes the science of witchcraft seem rather inexact and uninteresting.
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