I had to kill time this afternoon until a bank appointment at 4:30. I decided to watch a movie at pearlridge. Normally, I research and plan what to watch. This time, I didn't. I just picked a movie that started and would end on time so I wouldn't miss my appt.
I buy my ticket, run in and sit down. The theater had 2 other women inside. We all sat near each other in the back. It was then I decided to check fandango and see what the heck this movie was about because it looked eerie. It's HORROR.
OMFG. I love horror movies, but not BY MYSELF! The movie was The Visitdirected by M. Night Shyamalan. The guy who did Paranormal Activity. You know, the movie that had me running around like a headless chicken for TWO WEEKS after I used the bathroom at work because of the sound of the stupid air vent.
GGGRREAT. Like his other movies, it's shot documentary style. If you have watched scary movies with me before, you know that I am a major screamer and grabber and most people only get scared because they are sitting next to me.
Elderly people make some people feel oojie or creeped out. This movie made me REALLY afraid of elderly people with stringy gray hair. Seriously. So, as the movie continued, I kept my hand tightly over my mouth to prevent my volume 1000 screams from escaping. I found myself closing my eyes and had to keep telling myself to OPEN THEM because this movie costed me $8.50!
There was one point where we ALL got scared. The lady sitting in front of me popped up out of her seat like a pop tart, the lady behind me had her legs up on the chair and I got so scared that my scream escaped for a bit because my entire body jumped and my hand moved away from my mouth. The scream was high pitched and sounded almost like an indian cry because my hand jerked off and on my face. After I HEARD my scream echo through the empty theater, I BURST out laughing. JUST ME. I was laughing at myself while the other two ladies were still mesmerized by the suspense unfolding on the screen.
I had to stop laughing but couldn't. I was in tears. I took deep breaths and now gagged myself with a hankie I had in my purse to help keep my screaming and laughing stifled. It worked, a little. I had to release my tension and said out loud. OH MY GOD! THIS FRICKEN MOOOOOVIE!!!!!
I had my legs crossed so tight and my body closed up because I was scared and creeped out. I was afraid to even turn around. I just wanted the movie to hurry and end.
I ran out just as it ended and went straight to my appt where Romel C. Olipas was waiting. When we sat down to meet with our agent, I was still so shaken up by the movie. I BURST out laughing IN THE BANK as we sat there with the banker. Romel looked at me, grinning and said, OMFG YOU ARE SO MENTO. Why on earth would you watch a scary movie dummy? I said, I NEVER KNOW! I just picked one and ran inside!!! 30 mins later as we walked out of the bank, I was still cracking up.
So, who wants to watch a scary movie with me next? Halloween is coming and NO, I do NOT do the haunted plantation. I would die from a heart attack....seriously.
I buy my ticket, run in and sit down. The theater had 2 other women inside. We all sat near each other in the back. It was then I decided to check fandango and see what the heck this movie was about because it looked eerie. It's HORROR.
OMFG. I love horror movies, but not BY MYSELF! The movie was The Visitdirected by M. Night Shyamalan. The guy who did Paranormal Activity. You know, the movie that had me running around like a headless chicken for TWO WEEKS after I used the bathroom at work because of the sound of the stupid air vent.
GGGRREAT. Like his other movies, it's shot documentary style. If you have watched scary movies with me before, you know that I am a major screamer and grabber and most people only get scared because they are sitting next to me.
Elderly people make some people feel oojie or creeped out. This movie made me REALLY afraid of elderly people with stringy gray hair. Seriously. So, as the movie continued, I kept my hand tightly over my mouth to prevent my volume 1000 screams from escaping. I found myself closing my eyes and had to keep telling myself to OPEN THEM because this movie costed me $8.50!
There was one point where we ALL got scared. The lady sitting in front of me popped up out of her seat like a pop tart, the lady behind me had her legs up on the chair and I got so scared that my scream escaped for a bit because my entire body jumped and my hand moved away from my mouth. The scream was high pitched and sounded almost like an indian cry because my hand jerked off and on my face. After I HEARD my scream echo through the empty theater, I BURST out laughing. JUST ME. I was laughing at myself while the other two ladies were still mesmerized by the suspense unfolding on the screen.
I had to stop laughing but couldn't. I was in tears. I took deep breaths and now gagged myself with a hankie I had in my purse to help keep my screaming and laughing stifled. It worked, a little. I had to release my tension and said out loud. OH MY GOD! THIS FRICKEN MOOOOOVIE!!!!!
I had my legs crossed so tight and my body closed up because I was scared and creeped out. I was afraid to even turn around. I just wanted the movie to hurry and end.
I ran out just as it ended and went straight to my appt where Romel C. Olipas was waiting. When we sat down to meet with our agent, I was still so shaken up by the movie. I BURST out laughing IN THE BANK as we sat there with the banker. Romel looked at me, grinning and said, OMFG YOU ARE SO MENTO. Why on earth would you watch a scary movie dummy? I said, I NEVER KNOW! I just picked one and ran inside!!! 30 mins later as we walked out of the bank, I was still cracking up.
So, who wants to watch a scary movie with me next? Halloween is coming and NO, I do NOT do the haunted plantation. I would die from a heart attack....seriously.
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