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The Human Centipede
15 years ago
This is ANCIENT news to everyone else, but as I live under a rock, I only just heard about this movie yesterday.
I've only read the plot summary and watched the trailer, but fuck me sideways I think it has triggered a minor dissociative episode. I'm fucking serious; initially, I felt like I'd been hit by a train and I couldn't even remember my own name. Just totally numb, dead, inside.
Thing is, I love gore and body horror, but it creeps the shit out of me. And this is just one step too far.
I makes me regret having done so much research into the Nazi medical experiments, because I know as an empirical fact that there were, ARE, people in the world sick enough to do that to actual people. And don't even get me started on Demikhov's dogs...
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And then I decided to cheer myself up by watching "Knowing" (starring nicolas cage) for the first time.
Cue a bout of terrifying semi-hallucinations and pattern-finding that led me to believe (at the time) that I'm to die next month.
So then I ran around like a headless chicken for the rest of the night, starting at the shadows that leapt upon my cavern's walls.
I was hyper-aware; my every instinct primed and scaring me shitless with garbled, semi-realistic messages about the plausibility of the end of the world within my lifetime and eldritch entities stalking me in the darkness.
But inseparable from Instinct is its dark twin, Superstition. Instinct is inextricably bound to unreasoning impulses, and today we clearly see its true nature. Instinct has just become aware of its irrelevance, and like a cornered beast, it will not go down without a bloody fight. Instinct would inflict a fatal injury on our species. Instinct creates its own oppressors, and bids us rise up against them. Instinct tells us that the unknown is a threat, rather than an opportunity.
I want to play HL2 again.
I've only read the plot summary and watched the trailer, but fuck me sideways I think it has triggered a minor dissociative episode. I'm fucking serious; initially, I felt like I'd been hit by a train and I couldn't even remember my own name. Just totally numb, dead, inside.
Thing is, I love gore and body horror, but it creeps the shit out of me. And this is just one step too far.
I makes me regret having done so much research into the Nazi medical experiments, because I know as an empirical fact that there were, ARE, people in the world sick enough to do that to actual people. And don't even get me started on Demikhov's dogs...
***
And then I decided to cheer myself up by watching "Knowing" (starring nicolas cage) for the first time.
Cue a bout of terrifying semi-hallucinations and pattern-finding that led me to believe (at the time) that I'm to die next month.
So then I ran around like a headless chicken for the rest of the night, starting at the shadows that leapt upon my cavern's walls.
I was hyper-aware; my every instinct primed and scaring me shitless with garbled, semi-realistic messages about the plausibility of the end of the world within my lifetime and eldritch entities stalking me in the darkness.
But inseparable from Instinct is its dark twin, Superstition. Instinct is inextricably bound to unreasoning impulses, and today we clearly see its true nature. Instinct has just become aware of its irrelevance, and like a cornered beast, it will not go down without a bloody fight. Instinct would inflict a fatal injury on our species. Instinct creates its own oppressors, and bids us rise up against them. Instinct tells us that the unknown is a threat, rather than an opportunity.
I want to play HL2 again.
Seriously, though, I'm awfully tempted...
And no summary properly sums up Salo. Yeesh >_>
the human centipede
that movie.. i could only watch it once. it was horrible. ESPECIALLY the ending x_x;;;;
I wish I hadn't asked. I think I just vomited all over my keyboard.