i just watched a horror movie today. and all i can think of right now is: “why am i so stupid?”
well, not exactly watch. i peeked and squinted–that’s about it really, but it was hideous. what’s funny is that my friend watched it full on like it was nothing. i must be the ultimate chicken. yes, that must be the reason why i am scared of all things paranormal.
i went to play to a friend’s house who’s going to go abroad next week for uni, so me and couple of friends decided to gather up and just hang out or something… and then we ended up watching a horror movie. the movie was Insidious, a pretty old horror movie, but regardless of the fact that Anie watched it twice and said that the ghost slash demon is, and i quote, “a funny looking lady with bad red face painting and sharp nails”, i just couldn’t… couldn’t stomach it.
the last movie that i watched was Drag Me to Hell , and even then i started shouting like at the first five seconds of the movie-when the opening credits had this ‘Drag Me to Hell’ title popping out of nowhere with ugly black and red strikes on it. and you know what? it has been three, almost four years, since i last watched that movie and i still CANNOT forget the name of the demon lady who was the main ‘ghost star’ of the movie. her name was Sylvia Ganush, and i will never name my daughter Sylvia. ever. even though it is a beautiful name, i just… i can’t.
the thing about horror movies that makes me cringe is that i know someone would die. and i’m not stupid, i know that even though things might turn out to be better it will ONLY be a partial happy ending, and furthermore, i know that in the end the demon will still be there. it will not leave the family, or the girl, or the baby, or the boy, alone. not really. and that is scary. the madness it projectes is literally just… unhinging. why can’t horror movies have a completely good ending for once when the ghost will not pop up again at the ending credits? it’s like the producers are encouraging people to believe that whatever we do, things will turn out for the better for the demon. and that sucks man… the regular humans should win too, even if just for the sake of consoling little clucking chicks like me.
it leaves me so depressed in thinking that, here i am, scared of the nightmare that i might have to go through for watching a horror movie while the producers are out there somewhere, happy that their movie made a hit in theaters and earning big money.
and you know things can’t get uglier when a character is dragged to an otherworldly realm while screaming a blood-curdling scream. that people… that is when i die a little inside.
never. never again.
vitamin sea 