The Conjuring pt.3

Bathsheba

As we were discussing in the pervious blog, Officer Brad had exited a bathroom from a door that had previously not existed. But this is now irrelevant because we have moved on. After everyone has calmed down from the scare they received from Officer Brad, a bell rings again.

This time, it’s Cecilia sleepwalking. She walks up the stairs and into Sophias room, when the door slams. Of course, everyone then screams and runs up there trying to get in and save her, but when they open the door, she’s gone. The room is also super cold, which is weird.

When they find Cecilia inside a giant closet thing that I forget the name of, Lorraine thinks it would be really smart to crawl through the weird door they find. Of course she then discovers an old noose and some toys, before promptly taking a tumble down, through the house and into the basement.

Now let’s just take a pause here and discuss the fact that Lorraine just fell three stories. Onto cement. How is she still able to move around? She should have broken something. Her fall was broken by wood.

But let’s continue. Lorraine is then scared by a lady hanging and covered in blood who was saying “she made me do it”. Lorraine then runs out of the basement declaring that “she possess the mother to kill the child” before Bella is ripped by the hair accross the room.

After that night the family leaves the house and goes to a motel, in the hope that Bathsheba won’t follow.

Bathsheba does not leave them alone of course, cause she’s evil. She possesses Stephanie and makes her take Francesca and Claire back to the house before she tries to kill them. Lorraine is able to use her super clairvoyant powers though, and combined with Ed doing an exorcism, Stephanie is freed of Bathsheba and no one dies.

Now there is also a lot that was left unsaid to un-pack here, so let’s get cracking.

Of course the first thing is why the heck that lady was named Bathsheba in the first place. Like she was an real person from history. She is not proven to have sacrificed her own child to Satan, but she could have. I mean, what parent names their kid Bathsheba? That’s like saying “oh lol this girl is going to be a really ugly witch lady when she grows up”. I mean come on, with all the normal person names they could have chosen, like Pearl or Esther or literally anything that wasn’t Bathsheba. That’s something you name a person that worships Satan and you can’t convince me otherwise.

Maybe her parents worshipped Satan too? That would explain why they named her Bathsheba. They knew they were going to raise her to worship Satan so they figured they might as well give her the worst name in the history of names.

But the fact that the movie making people didn’t change Bathsheba’s name really says something.

Next we shall discuss Me, or rather Claire from The Conjuring. Now in the movie, there is a scene showing me and Bella sleeping. What is weird about this scene you might ask, well I forgot to mention that my feet were out from under the covers. Yes, my feet were sticking out over the edge of my bed.

I’m sure everyone can see the problem with this, I mean for one, how are my feet not freezing, but for another, everybody knows that the evil things under your bed can’t get you if your feet are under the covers. That’s something every child learns by the time their three. The monsters can’t get you if you’re completely under the covers. Fact.

Now this may be considered less weird if she was just sleeping there, I mean, maybe she was a little too warm or something. But no. In this scene, Bathsheba pulls her feet. She’s peacefully sleeping with her feet out and then Bathsheba pulls them. Twice. Now why wouldn’t she put her feet back under the blanket? A demon lady is pulling them! Put them back!

Then of course a ton of other stuff happens, and I’m stuck in my room with Bathsheba and Bella and there’s a lot of screaming. But honestly, all I had to do was sleep with my feet under the covers. Then Bathsheba wouldn’t have been able to pull them and wake me up. Such a simple thing.

I don’t want to write any more about The Conjuring. I love it, but I’m bored.