Last night, GF was tossing and turning again. This has happened for the third night in a row. Normally she’s dead weight, which can be good or bad. Good if she’s to the side, bad if she’s laying over my carotid artery. However, when she literally horse kicks me in the middle of my rapid eye movement sleep, I just can’t say it is pleasant, for myself or my little dream-friends. After talking it over with her, it seems she’s been having really bad dreams because of the content of the films I put on right before we fall asleep recently.
After reading Paralegal Hell’s recent post about the movies everyone would probably only watch if they caught them on TV, it seems only right that I dive into the reasons I’ve been terrorizing my girlfriend’s subconscious. For one, I should mention that I retain a degree in film & video production. Which is ironic, considering I work as a paralegal and normally find no common creative ground with anyone else in the firm. I may have proof nobody here listens to music produced within the last two centuries. Another is that my father did not care less about covering my eyes from on-screen violence during my formative years. In fact, I think he willingly approved of having me, all before I made it to the age of 8, sit through Rambo gun down an army of Vietnamese, Robert de Niro break a baseball bat over one of his flunkeys’ heads in the Untouchables, or an alien rip out of a space marine’s ribcage.
I just want to let you know that I never grew up torturing little animals or plotting shooting sprees. I seriously do not believe in the idea that watching something violent will lead to the urge to act out violently. Sure it gets your heart rate up because you don’t know what’s gonna happen next and it’s the same thrill you experience when you get on a rollercoaster, but the people in the news who claim that video games and Marilyn Manson were the reasons behind Columbine need to have their own heads checked. It has nothing to do with the environment one is brought up in. No, not at all… It’s fundamentalist propaganda, if you ask me. It’s like the crazy author who wrote the book in the 90’s telling parents that their children’s toys were demonic and heretical and they should be thrown out or their entire family would burn in Hell for eternity.
Aside from that, I grew up pretty normally. In fact, I had a wide appreciation for movies. As I mentioned, I went on to go to school for movies. So, take that, Mothers Against Violence In Films. Then again, having a career in law is kind of like self-mutilation, so I’m at a quandary there. Throughout my life, I guess you could say that horror flicks have kinda been one of my guilty pleasures. And, honestly, I treat them as comedies, because 95% of them are just goofy plots with bad acting and stupid special effects. The bad part these days is that GF really doesn’t like scary movies, so I have to get my fix in long after she goes to bed. Unbeknownst to me, these movies REALLY seem to seep into her dream state, because she’ll have nightmares the rest of the night.
Last night, I found The Twilight Zone: The Movie. For those that have not seen this, you may have seen a lot of pop-references to it in other things about a guy seeing a creature on the wing of a plane. In any case, I had forgotten how messed up this movie is. It’s actually pretty scary, even for it’s time. And GF’s sleep pattern can well verify the horror-factor of this, too. When a movie is rated PG and creeps you out that much, you know you have a good movie.
Another scary film I watched recently – one I had also forgotten how scary it was – was Candyman. This flick is terrifying. I think it was Tony Todd’s first film and his voice alone from that movie is still in my head.
So, there are my horror film recommendations. Maybe once I’m finished with my scary flick run,, I’ll give you some good foreign film rec’s. I mean, if you’re in the legal field, I’m sure you’d be jumping up and down to get off work only to have to read more by focusing on the subtitles…