Someone should make a horror movie like this. Once per year, usually on New Year's Eve (or any holiday where strangers exhibit overt displays of celebration, generosity, and kindness), one or more Uber drivers get hijacked and murdered, and the murderer takes on the role of the Uber driver. He drives around picking up unsuspecting passengers and kills them in all kinds of creative ways. After a full night of stomach-churning mayhem, he abandons the car in a dark alley in Scarborough with the keys in the ignition, the engine running, headlights on, doors wide open. Nobody knows his identity. He walks into the darkness in waiting to kill again next year.
It'd be terrifying. Nobody confirms the identity of their Uber driver, so a film like this would be like driving a stake into the heart of every moviegoer. That's cinema.
It'd be terrifying. Nobody confirms the identity of their Uber driver, so a film like this would be like driving a stake into the heart of every moviegoer. That's cinema.
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