I just watched one of the scariest movies in my life. I HATE scary movies, I abhor them, I detest being scared. But because my friend Kia and I have this thing where we trade movie titles, this was the one I had to watch this time around. The Amityville Horror.
Somehow Spaceballs doesn't seem like a fair trade.
Now I know a lot of you out there probably thought it was silly, or even stupid. Thank god for your noncreative subconscious that doesn't give you nightmares.
I put it off for three months. Kia can attest to this. It all started when I told her she had to watch Moulin Rogue, best movie in the world. So she said, The Ring, which she thought was a great movie, would be what I would have to watch, knowing I hated scary movies, and then she would watch Moulin Rogue.
So I did. And thought it was stupid. I thought, hmm, maybe I'm over this whole scary movie thing. If I can just convince myself they're all stupid, no problem, right? (For the record, apparently not right.)
So then I made her watch... I forget. But I ended up having to watch the Ring 2. That creeped me out a bit, but in the end I convinced myself it was just stupid. That, and I followed the movie with two and a half hours of Golden Girls. Nothing like four funny old ladies to replace horror in your mind. Of course, maybe that's just my people.
I'm gonna get you good next time, Kia. Knowing how you hate comedies, I'm gonna find the funniest, gayest comedy in the entire world. And a deal's a deal. And we can start using the word "mean" again to describe our movie trade offs. As soon as Rich is done watching the extras (which is why I'm posting right now so I don't have to see anymore...), I'm putting in the Muppet Show.
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