Yesterday, I went to see the schlock horror movie, Tarot. I expected it to be bad, and for the most part it was. The Tarot in it didn’t make a whole lot of sense (but Tarot is a somewhat personal art, so who am I to criticize), and the main story line was extraordinarily predictable, with many story tendrils just left hanging. Not to mention, every single scene was in the dark … no matter where the characters were. Atmospheric yes, but kind of crazy too.
On the positive side, I did like the deck they used (even if readings with it killed people). Every card was terrifying, even traditionally positive ones like the Fool, Magician, High Priestess and the Hermit. In fact, those cards really got ugly … but I won’t spoil anything. I want to say though, that I can’t figure out why they used a non-traditional 6 of Swords for one particular gruesome event, when the traditional 10 of Swords was already perfectly suitable. Whatever … the cards were beautiful, and apparently very, very powerful.
Overall, I had a fabulous time, screamed a bit, laughed a lot. I’m really glad I got to see it at the theatre on a big screen with loud surround sound. Watching it in my living room probably wouldn’t have had the same impact. But maybe I’m wrong. Had I been watching it with all my own decks lying around, who knows what could have happened.
