Ginger Snaps

Synopsis: Is becoming a woman analogous, in some deep psychological way, to becoming a werewolf? Ginger is 16, edgy, tough, and, with her younger sister, into staging and photographing scenes of death. They've made a pact about dying together. In early October, on the night she has her first period, which is also the night of a full moon, a werewolf bites Ginger. Within a few days, some serious changes happen to her body and her temperament. Her sister Brigitte, 15, tries to find a cure with the help of Sam, a local doper. As Brigitte races against the clock, Halloween and another full moon approach, Ginger gets scarier, and it isn't just local dogs that begin to die.

Genre: Drama, Fantasy, Horror

Director(s): John Fawcett

Actors: Emily Perkins, Katharine Isabelle, Kris Lemche, Mimi Rogers

Production: DEJ Productions

8 wins & 4 nominations.


IMDB:: 6.8
Metacritic:: 70
Rotten Tomatoes:: 89%

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Year:: 2000
: 108 min
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Wat do you got there?
God!
Baxter?
Ah!
He got our dog.
He got Baxter.
Shut up, Norman.
Baxter's fertilizer.
En everyone's just
standing there like... staring.
Why they'd just catch that thing?
How hard could it be in
a place for dead ends?
Fuck!
Wrists are for girls...
I'm slitting my throat.
You should definatly hang.
Maybe even your final
moment's a cliche around here.
Not ours. Bee ours are rock.
You don't think our death should be
a little more than a scheap entertainment?
You jazzed me on this.
Don't wuss out now.
It's the idea of everyone
staring at me just lying there.
I mean, what if they just... laugh?
Don't be (???).
Bee, suicide is like
the ultimate "fuck you."
Come on it's so "us."
It's the pact.
See, it's easyer for you. You don't care.
We swore we'd go
together, one way or another.
When we were eight.
- So?
Out by sixteen or dead in
this scene but together forever.
Together forever.
United against life as we know it.
Our deaths will be the shit Bee.
Trust me!
To much blood...
...and I can see your gonch!
- Just do it.
Please bury me in this dress. Thanks.
I was completly disturbing, wasn't I?
You now, the Fitzgerald sisters
clearly worked very...
God!
I mean...
I am completely sickened.
Sickened... by that, wasn't I?
Look, see me at the guidance office,
after class. You two, separately.
Can we see the ones
with Ginger again?
No!
Hey...
'Life in Bailey Downs.'
Who's next?
Oh yes ladies run. Run for daddy!
Bounce.
Those she's good to go.
You wanna do a Fitzgerald?
- You're kidding?
Not the little dweeb...
...the one with the rack!
The redhead.
I think McCardy just checked me.
Like you care, right?
High school is just
a mindless breeders machine.
Total hormonal toilet.
I'd rather wait it all out in our room.
What is with your back?
- I don't now.
'Search and Destroy'
Okay. Trina Sinclair?
Excellent selection. Continue.
Trina Sinclair, D.O.A. at the hair dye aisle.
Perished while seeking matching
barrettes on nothing but diet pills and laxatives.
...likes her shorts stuck up her ass crack.
Favourite homework excuse:
my nail glitter ate it.
Basic pleasure model.
- Your standard, cumbuckety date-bait.
Good one.
Line change. Lest go, girls.
- Fucking bitch!
Uh oh.
Lets do this again.
I'll cover you.
Good.
Bounce, baby. Bounce!
Keep running.
You want me baby.
C'mon, honey!
Oh yeah, baby!
You want me baby.
- Fuck off!
'The Beast of Bailey Downs'
strikes again.
That's four dogs this week.
Oh! Whoa... Bonus!
I guess you D.O.A. on a dog.
That's enough.
Are you OK?
Terrific.
- That is one mother fucking mad dog.
Brigitte, go get cleaned out.
Don't ever touch my sister again.
Stop me. Freak.
Enough! Break it up!
Hey, that janitor is loking
right down your shirt.
Sure.
Want me to kill her?
I'll kill her for you Bee.
Whatever.
No, not whatever.
This isn't wathever.
Seriously? What about torture?
Anything you want.
Or...
she has that dog.
We could kidnap it, make it look like he
got eaten by 'The Beast of Bailey Downs'
We got all that blood and fake guts
from the slide show.
Let's do it.
She screws a drug dealer.
she's begging for negative attention.
So, Sam are you...are you gonna call me?
Okay you have my number right?
Remember when I gave it to you?
Sam.
Ok, bye...
Let's go.
Such a dickhead.
See...
You let idiots get
away with fucking you up.
That's why the big Buddha made me...
...to stop them.
Yeah so far you're really
kicking ass.
Just give me one clean shot.
Just one, I fucking promise you.
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Karen Walton

Karen Walton is a Canadian screenwriter. A native of Halifax, Nova Scotia, Karen Walton wrote the film Ginger Snaps, for which she won a Best Film Writing Canadian Comedy Award in 2002. She later wrote for the Canadian television series What It's Like Being Alone and also for three episodes of the American version of Queer as Folk, where she also served as executive story consultant. She appeared in the 2009 documentary Pretty Bloody: The Women of Horror. In recent years, she has served as a writer or writer/producer on Canadian television series including Flashpoint, The Listener and Orphan Black, which is distributed by BBC Worldwide and airs on BBC America in the United States. more…

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