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This happened while I was on the phone with a friend, who was saying, "if you're that bored, you could volunteer for the Aaron Peskin campaign!" My friend lives in San Francisco, while I do not. "But apparently," he went on, "you're not that bored."
But if I weren't that bored, why did I sign up with Lyft?
In other news, I experienced the emotion described in some circles as "they ruined my childhood," usually uttered in relation to movies like Transformers or Jem and the Holograms. Mine is about a movie too, but not a 90-minute commercial for toys.
When I was 9, I saw a trailer for a movie that scared the hell out of me. I remembered only three shots:
Memory is a tricky beast.
The "demon" of my memory was actually just a very small man who seems to have worked in the sideshow business as that was dying, and made a few movies; the image is of him scampering through the couple's bedroom, not down a dark hall. Also, I'm amazed that I didn't recall the "I caught you spying!" lady at all. Still, the trailer makes it look like enjoyable cheese, so I ordered the DVD. Second mistake.
I've seen few movies that make 61 minutes seem so long; every interesting frame from the entire film is in that 90 second trailer. On top of that, the resolution is of the Monster a Go Go variety, and I don't want to say another word about it. I don't mind having my childhood fear revealed to be an exaggeration, but I'm kinda peeved that it's from so boring a movie.
Mind you, if anybody actually wants to make a movie with a legless demon shabling down a dark hallway on its fists, I'll contribute to the IndieGoGo campaign.
But if I weren't that bored, why did I sign up with Lyft?
In other news, I experienced the emotion described in some circles as "they ruined my childhood," usually uttered in relation to movies like Transformers or Jem and the Holograms. Mine is about a movie too, but not a 90-minute commercial for toys.
When I was 9, I saw a trailer for a movie that scared the hell out of me. I remembered only three shots:
- a young couple looking up at the towers of a castle;
- the young couple sleeping in twin beds; and
- (this is what had me going) a shot down a long dark corridor. You could hear a thump; thump; thump as a large demonic form moved down the hallway, visible only as a dark outline, horns in its forehead -- and this was the kicker, it didn't exist below the waist, and was pounding slowly down the hall on its two gigantic fists.
Memory is a tricky beast.
The "demon" of my memory was actually just a very small man who seems to have worked in the sideshow business as that was dying, and made a few movies; the image is of him scampering through the couple's bedroom, not down a dark hall. Also, I'm amazed that I didn't recall the "I caught you spying!" lady at all. Still, the trailer makes it look like enjoyable cheese, so I ordered the DVD. Second mistake.
I've seen few movies that make 61 minutes seem so long; every interesting frame from the entire film is in that 90 second trailer. On top of that, the resolution is of the Monster a Go Go variety, and I don't want to say another word about it. I don't mind having my childhood fear revealed to be an exaggeration, but I'm kinda peeved that it's from so boring a movie.
Mind you, if anybody actually wants to make a movie with a legless demon shabling down a dark hallway on its fists, I'll contribute to the IndieGoGo campaign.
