Lock your front door and check under the bed.
Toni Collette’s creepy new movie, Hereditary, is leaving unsettling lil’ dolls on people’s front doorsteps.
Yep, the creepy lil’ doll of your nightmares might be waiting at your front door right now… plotting your slow, painful, doll-themed death.
The production house behind the movie, A24, is obviously living by the ole’ adage “all publicity is good publicity” and erm, “creepy lil’ dolls don’t kill people, people do”… or do they?
To add to the general spookiness, the dolls are hand-delivered not posted through the mail… and… and… there’s probably one standing behind you right now.
In case you missed it, Hereditary has already been named the “scariest movie of 2018” by some of the world’s biggest film critics.
The movie follows the Grahams, a family who begin to unravel after their grandmother, the matriarch of the family, dies.
Her daughter Annie (played by Toni Collette) suspects a presence has been left behind and believes it has an unsettling fascination with her teenage daughter, Charlie (Milly Shapiro).
As Annie and her husband, Steve (Gabriel Byrne), start to dig deeper into their ancestry, they begin to fear the darkness they may have inherited.
Then things, of course, get really freakin’ terrifying.
So get out the garlic and line your front door with salt, Hereditary will be screening in Australian cinemas this June.
Want to win some skin care goodies? Like to have your opinion heard?
Take our short survey now for your chance to a win a skin care pack.
To keep up with all things TV, movies and funnies, follow Keryn Donnelly on Facebook and Instagram.
Top Comments
Mamamia, why have you changed everything on your site? And tried to pin labels on me to boot?
Yes, I'm reading your ROGUE page. But I'm 53 years old, not a goddamn millenial.
Why are you suddenly putting people in boxes?
Not happy Jan.
The impression I get from MM is that it's a site predominantly for women older than 20, but predominantly written by millennials with no regard for their target audience. Hardly a flagship of feminist journalism.