first Ring, Rachel Keller (Naomi Watts) is an ambitious newswoman for a big Seattle paper, trying to juggle her career
with being a good single mom. When her creepy 10-year old-son Aidan (David Dorfman) is traumatized by the mysterious death of his
best friend/cousin, Rachel's investigation takes her to a strange videotape that, after watching it, kills you within seven days. (The corpses
that are produced by the killings are among the ickiest things I've ever seen on film.) So, seven days pass, and along the way she
discovers that the tape is the curse of a murdered young girl named Samara and that her crazy parents had something to do with it. I will not
spoil the end for those un-Ringed readers out there, but it is worth noting that Rachel andAidan, though they both view the tape, survive
to make the sequel. The Ring is a classy, suspenseful, and effective thriller based on the 1998
Japanese horror film Ringu. Not everything makes sense in
The Ring -- Rachel's and Aidan's survival chief among them. But the style and real chills the film provides make
up for the narrative kinks.

In The Ring Two, Rachel has learned to be a better mom and has moved herself and son to a sleepy Oregon village where a cat in
a tree is a big news story and the nightmarish urban sprawl of the previous film is a safe many miles away. But it's not long before
our plucky newsie catches wind of a strange teen death (just like before!), and the curse, as they say, is back on.