"Now is the time. This is the hour. Ours is the magic. Ours is the power. Now is the time. This is the hour. Ours is the magic. Ours is the power." The Craft is in my opinion a borderline "so bad, it's good" film, but for whatever reason, that quote is burned into my memory... well that and the hilarity that ensues in the final confrontation.
Right on the river, between Brooklyn and Queens, is a quaint little neighborhood where rent is affordable, residents are friendly, and witches live in peace in the open.
This safe, idyllic, bubble is burst, however, when one of their joins a rash of disappearances throughout the City on Samhain.
As old resentments and ignored tensions begin rise, a small group of witches and non try to navigate around the roadblocks of local politics, secret organizations, and less than cooperative magical creatures to find out what happened to their friend and prevent anyone else from joining her.
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