Review – The Twisted Ones

Well.

I’m a bit of a lightweight when it comes to horror and it’s multiple cousins. Chalk it up to an overactive imagination as a kid multiplied by some interesting, anxiety-fueled nightmares and you get a bit of an aversion to the stuff. I’ve been building up a bit of a tolerance thanks to a long-term relationship with a horror fan (who has put up with a lot of accidental headbutts in movie theaters when I went to bury my face in his shoulder, but hey, I’ve gotten better).

All of this to say th...