Jeff came home yesterday afternoon, wobbled around for a little while and fell asleep for twelve hours. Apparently, it was a tough weekend. Good to have him back though, conscious or otherwise. I went to see Flightplan yesterday; I love Jodie Foster, so it was still good even though I figured the bad guy in the first 20 minutes. It was interesting, and passed the time, but I plan on having a cinematic orgasm when Serenity comes out. If Jodie Foster was in that movie, I’d set up camp in the theatre.
When I was a little kid, my family went to see the movie Saturday the 14th, a cheesy satire of horror movies. I took monsters very seriously at the time, having had one under my bed, and didn’t find it remotely funny. At one point, a cop is pointing his gun at the Creature From The Black Lagoon that just crawled out of the ingenue’s bubble bath, screaming “I’ll shoot, I’ll shoot!” (The cop, not the ingenue or the Creature.) I stood up in the middle of the theatre and hollered, “Shoot him!”
That’s when my parents stopped taking me to movies. Shortly after, I started going on my own- and learned not to shout at the screen. Pisses me off that so few others learned that.
I had one in my closet. I felt like the creators of Monsters, Inc. knew my deepest secrets.
The one that scared me the most was one of the Jason movies, later one, when the guy in the RV wouldn’t look in his rearview mirror. If he had, he would of seen Jason coming. I yelled “look you idiot” in the theater. My friend slapped me. Then on the way home when I dropped her off, she got out of the car then leaned in and said “don’t forget to check your mirror”. I almost had 4 wrecks on the way home cause I was staring in my review.
The movie that messed me up as kid was Riki Tiki Tavi. At the end a cobra coils around a toilet base in order to kill a person. For YEARS I checked the base of the toilet before shutting the bathroom door.
Wait, you mean shouting at the screen wont make the outcome any different?!
Curses!
It’s so true. I went and saw Open Water when it came out, and watched through my fingers ’cause of the sharks. My buddy James, who dragged me to see it, had a black & blue shoulder from all the punching I did throughout the film. So, as I’ve grown up, the monsters are still there, just different. Now, they’re more likely to be televangelists or other large predators.