The first one isn't as out there as some might think
I want you to know that I both like you and have a high amount of respect for you TSIS........ But........ uhmmmmmmm
I couldn't watch the trailers! Now, I'm the first person to admit that I'm a wuss but the trailers S.... I couldn't watch the
trailers without hiding behind my fingers! It could be as "close" (as opposed to "not that far") as my own back yard and
I'm pretty sure I couldn't make the emotional, or visual (as in being able to watch) leap required for me to watch that film.
I saw the faces of those poor people on the gurneys TSIM.......... and, as I said, I'm a very real wuss!
For some reason (before I knew about VS) I could get through a movie like JC with that "crazy like being on a rollercoaster"
kind of feeling and even though I had to hide behind various fingers and pillows, I could still watch it and get that thrill ride
sensation. But the look on those people's faces as they lay on those gurneys, knowing what was going to happen to them was
just more than I could manage in any way, shape or form. I know it sounds strange but I can handle the "monsters". It's the
things
people do to each other (even in films) that are completely out of my reach. Maybe it's because I know that man, in real life,
is capable of actually visiting unimaginable horrors on each other in real life that makes it so much further than I can go........
Honestly, I don't know. What I can tell you is that I still regard Hostel as "horror porn", think that should have been rated X and that just
knowing what (given some of Doc O's latest releases on Prometheus Covenant) the fate of Elizabeth Shaw became along with the how/why of her fate in that in the movie well then, I wouldn't be able to watch that either.
Aliens, Predators, The Creeper.... all no problem. But put one guy on the planet who was willing to paralyze a woman and sacrifice her to a predator to prove his loyalty
to them well, that's where I have to call it quits. Even the Predator didn't want him. They, at least, don't seem to regard turning on each other as a desirable behavioral asset.
But then, I just watched Denial over the week-end, with my Mom whose Dad (my Grandfather) had relatives in Norway working with the underground to move bricks of gold stolen back from the Nazi's to be taken across Scandinavia on the backs of guys dressed in white for camouflage. They did it on cross-country skis just to aide some of the people who had escaped Germany and had nothing left but the clothes on their backs. But also to keep the gold out of the hands of the SS in general.... Well, having seen that movie and knowing that there are deniers like that out there just makes me physically ill. And no, for some reason I cannot separate "movie behavior" from actual "human behavior". I guess because to me it's all in there. We've got hundreds of years of evidence...
thousands even.... of how humans are capable of treating each other and I'm never going to be able to see it as entertainment......
What can I say?....... Wuss! One with what may be considered by others to be a confusing sense of morality.
I just know how I feel and what works for me along with what doesn't and "Human Centipede" is never going to be a movie that
will stand as art.... or even something I can watch for that matter.... in the eyes of this "beholder".
I admire your courage though. My inability to separate any number of things where human behavior is concerned has screwed
with all kinds of other things in my life and a lot of them haven't ended up pretty.... Or even with relationships that could survive my
beliefs...... (too personal and TMI to go into at this point)
