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Secret Ending

Picture the scene:

Me, freshly fed, bathed and pyjama-ed up. The Boy, glass of wine in hand. Both of us settled cosily on the sofa under a blanket, in anticipation of the Johnny Depp film we were about to enjoy, courtesy of Blockbuster. The lights were out, the candles lit.

Now, I can read any scary book, but I'm not a big fan of scary films - I can't deal with horror movies as I have to sleep with my light on for weeks afterwards. However thrillers are ok, so long as I have someone to clutch onto or something to hide behind.

So we start watching the DVD, and for about the first half hour everything is peachy. The scenery* is lovely, and it's not too jumpy-outy. There was a bit of unpleasantness with a doggy, but I hide behind my cushion and the Boy helps me through it by shouting at the most inopportune moment that the psycho is RIGHT THERE (which he wasn't). Then it gets to a creepy bit. Johnny's looking suitably freaked out, the music is cranking up the tension, and...

And...

The DVD stops.

This happens on a regular basis with Blockbuster and normally the DVD just needs a good clean. So the Boy gets up, muttering profanities, cleans the DVD, restarts it and gets it back to the bit we were watching. We settle back down and get past the creepy bit. The tension start building again.

Just as Johnny's in a most compromising situation, involving a pickaxe and a man in a stetson, the effing DVD cuts out again. We went through the same rigmarole about three times and eventually gave up. So what was shaping to be a good film was totally ruined by the stupid bastards at Blockbuster.

Part of my weirdness with watching even slightly scary films is that I have to know how it turns out - I have to see the scary baddie either get killed off or arrested, or I can't sleep. The annoying thing is, because the film wasn't a new release our local Blockbuster only have one copy of the DVD so we're going to have to buy the damn thing - I have to know what happens.

Gah.

*By which I mean Johnny

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At 22.3.07, Blogger SpanishGoth said...

So you got to that bit but didn't get to see the next bit, which is really interesting in which Johnny.....    



At 22.3.07, Blogger Drama Queen said...

What me to tell you what happens?

And Teeny, BLOCKBUSTER (?) Get with downloading already. . .    



At 22.3.07, Blogger Teeny said...

NO! Don't tell me anything!    



At 22.3.07, Blogger Drama Queen said...

'Want' me that is. Lousy Queenie typer making a fool of herself over at the spelling Nazis. . .

*blushes*    



At 22.3.07, Blogger Teeny said...

Don't worry Queenie - I know you have a EuroKeyboard so I'll let you off with a slap on the wrist...    



At 22.3.07, Blogger SpanishGoth said...

I think she should have a spanked bottom......and while I'm at it, I also volunteer to do it ;-)    



At 22.3.07, Blogger Teeny said...

Hm, I might've known YOU would volunteer...

However, it's my blog, and if she needs a spank it'll be me that does it ;o]    



At 22.3.07, Blogger Hannah said...

I'm a fan of MovieBank - far cheaper than Blockbuster, and there are loads in the 'Burgh.

DQ: Downloading - tsk, tsk! (She says, having listened to several hundred songs this afternoon, none of which were legally purchased...)    



At 22.3.07, Blogger Cat said...

Horror movies are a bit of a guilty pleasure of mine. Shame no-one else I know likes them, so I have to watch them on my own.    



At 22.3.07, Blogger Teeny said...

Hannah - I'll bear that in mind, ta. I think there's a MovieBank not too far from here.

Cat - I wish I could handle em but I'm just a pussy. I saw 'I Know What You Did Last Summer' at the cinema when I was about 17, and it totally traumatised me!    



At 23.3.07, Blogger Drama Queen said...

Well sometimes I have a European keyboard. But mainly not so no excuse.

Spank me people.    



At 23.3.07, Blogger SpanishGoth said...

Form an orderly queue behind me - it was my idea ;-)    



At 25.3.07, Blogger James said...

I like horror flicks too, but always jump (literally and quite high) at the scary bits. So no-one wants to watch them with me :-(

You can find out what happens here - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Secret_Window    



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