Monday, October 12, 2009

Paranormal Activity Ramble.

Saturday night my roommate's uncle and his partner (the people we share a duplex with) invited us to go along to the showing of Paranormal Activity. Their treat. Of course after seeing the trailer and hearing it was suppose to be this seriously scary shite we agreed to go.

Apparently this movie is in very select and limited theatres, so no one back home is going to be seeing this and it's awesome that we got to. On the way to the theatre we jammed to Michael Jackson in the car and I remembered how much I enjoy Mark and Greg's company. When we got to the theatre we listened to a a verse of so of Ben and then went inside. We ended getting the last four tickets to the showing and if we would have listened to a single verse more of Ben in the car we wouldn't have been able to see it. Perfect timing.

When we got in the theatre it was nearly packed, but there were four seats in the back row of the front section and pretty much in the center. Our timing was amazing. In the process of waiting a theatre lady started barking out orders about cameras, camcorders and phones and as soon as she was done the theatre erupted in laughter.

We saw some trailers for a few horror movies that looked very good and then the movie just started; no introduction, it just started. I have never seen The Blair Witch Project so I don't have anything to compare this documentary-style movie to, but it was cool.

The movie was simply put as horrifying. What was probably the scariest about it was that it was an evil entity doing all of these things that we, as the audience, never saw. There was only evidence of it. I have never watched a horror film and been reduced to tears because of it... until Paranormal Activity. Every time the scene would change into a night/bedroom scene (where all the scary shit happens) I found my eyes welling up and my heart racing. Eventually as the night scenes occurred more often and got worse the tears spilled over. The movie ended abruptly and right after the scene where I absolutely could not look.

Throughout the movie they use a camcorder they bought to document what happens at night. As things started progressing I started mumbling under breath things like, "Don't look at the camera... Please don't look at the camera." That thought of the possessed girl looking at the camera was what threw me off the edge and I was seriously terrified of the idea. As long as I didn't see her looking directly at me, I would be okay. Eventually at the climactic end of the movie I knew it would happen soon- regardless of my begging. The last 3 seconds of the movie consisted of me covering up the part of the screen where her face would be as she apparently (from what my roommate said) looked at the camera, smiled and then her face morphed into something demonic.

If I hadn't blocked out her face, I just might be traumatized from the actress's face. I already have a problem with remembering when she was possessed and said, "I think we're going to be okay, now." Her face was normal then slowly her eyes squinted a bit and she smiled creepily.

After one of the scary scenes we witnessed one woman who had had enough and practically ran out of the theatre. People started laughing and clapping as she did so.

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This is a day or so later.

I don't know my point about rambling over Paranormal Activity, but I'm not going to put that to waste. So I'm posting this.

Booyah.

Have a lovely night. xx

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