Sunday, January 9, 2005

Exhaustion
Well, I've seen a handful of horror movies and proved precisely what a large, yellow chicken I am to a good chunk of my friends.

Now, I like horror movies. I don't like 'let's pull out a lot of sudden jumps and shock value moment' movies. We went and saw 'The Grudge' last week, which fell solidly in the middle between the two. It was... okay, but I spent a lot of time watching the movie through my fingers. Last night we went and saw White Noise, which gave me the willies because I don't like things that hover on the edges of my perception. The things that are faint, or force you to concentrate to see/hear them piss me off and freak me out the most. If there's something scary out there, I want to see it because inevitably whatever I've come up with in my head is ten times worse. It's not scary to me anymore if I can confront it. It might be disgusting, or creepy, but it's something that CAN be confronted.

White Noise bothered me because of that. Not nearly as much as The Mothman Prophecies, which I will not dwell on because I am by myself at the moment and have to spend at least two or three more nights in solitary and I do NOT want to spend them under my bedsheets.

Tonight we watched 'Ju-on', which most of you probably know is the film that The Grudge is based on. I actually prefer the Japanese version because it's more of a series of vignettes. Although The Grudge was decent as well, The Grudge forced everything into a linear series of events, with a few 'flashback' scenes so Bill Pullman wasn't left out. They added a lot of subplot that wasn't there to begin with, like a motivation for Takeo to kill his wife, as opposed to Takeo just being a sick fuck. They also left a large opening for a sequel since there was a second Ju-on movie, although I would think that would be even more loosely based since the protagonist in Ju-on was definitely killed. I also liked, in Ju-on, how the ghosts of other characters did the same thing as the primary ghost.

Still, I think the whole problem would have been solved with a Buddhist monk and a stack of o-fuda, but that's just me.

*makes a note to stockpile o-fuda if ever I'm in Japan*

Stayed up until four a.m. and as a direct result had a bizarre dream about an amusement park and superheroes. I was actually my DCU avatar, I've never dreamed that before. Part of the dream was riding this bizarre rollercoaster, and then I had to foil a robbery in an ice cream shop. The really amusing thing was that Skyrider (the character I dreamed I was) was very confused about the ice cream shop robbery because the ice cream shop had no *money*. Then a scuffle broke out over something else entirely and the last thing I remember from the dream was being lectured by Superman. o_Ox;

Tomorrow is the first day of classes, whee. I'm somewhere between excited and absolutely terrified, which I don't understand. It's not like I haven't had classes before...

[EDIT]:

Well, I managed to break my own brain again.



Russell Tringham is really Jack Dawson!!!
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