All I should really have to say about the following video is: I could watch Jamie Chung play the bubbly co-ed all day, night, morning, afternoon, etc.
Sorority Row lands squarely in the sector of blah horror films that I, against my better judgment, spend earnings on at some point during opening weekend. Little expectation, just an unshakeable attraction to low-end slashers full of vapid beauties and predictable kills. And the film’s current viral marketing ploy, shooting quick confessionals from each actress in character (which can all be found on Youtube, if you feel so inclined), is cheap and easy. Nothing to pay attention to, until I came across Jamie Chung’s, as “Claire.” Now I want to shake marketing-department hands. Buy drinks to place in said five-digits. Drive a knife through said hand if said hand won’t give up the Chung-phone-number goods. I just said that out loud, didn’t I?
There’s no real point to this post, admittedly. Just to archive Miss Chung’s clip, to watch over and over. Nothing wrong with exercising your masculine likings, folks. Video after the jump: