I'm not dumb, I just have a command of thoroughly useless information. -- Calvin, The Days Are Just Packed
Okay, I honestly need to quit reading stuff that I KNOW will give me nightmares. Or at the very least freak me out enough to make me lose sleep...
I admit it. I'm a wimp. I know I'll probably never be able to watch certain movies -- horror, slasher, zombie, violent shoot-em-ups... heck, I'm not sure I can handle the Alien movies. It's so bad that just reading a plot synopsis of some movies can freak me out, especially if said synopsis includes screencaps.
So why do I go and look up movies that I know are going to scare me somehow? Train-wreck syndrome? Am I just a masochist in that way?
This time around it wasn't horror movies per se -- it was nuclear-war movies, specifically The Day After, Threads, and When the Wind Blows. And the synopsis of that last one was even thoughtful (or cruel) enough to provide a link to the scans of the comic book it was based off of. And I know, the Cold War is over and Russia and the US are no longer threatening each other with nuclear strikes, but still, it's a subject that's bound to make anyone jittery, right?
So yeah, last night I was up half the night because of a nightmare about a bomb going off near our house. I feel ashamed to admit it, but there you go.
What's funny is that I can read horror fiction just fine most of the time -- Stephen King gets a little intense and squicky in parts, but he hasn't given me nightmares yet. I guess it's because with a book, you control what you "see" to some extent, but with a movie synopsis, you know it's visual and so you're trying to picture it in your head... and sometimes your imagination comes up with something far more awful than what's actually on the screen.
So there's my embarassing confession for the week, I guess. *slinks off to hide*
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