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SING, UNTIL YOUR LUNGS GIVE OUT.
Monday, September 21, 2009

I, Louise Tan, have got a confession.

See the thing is.

I’m soft-hearted. I’m so terribly soft that I can’t really bring myself to seriously curse people even when I’m so angry that I’m purple in the face and steaming at the ears.

I’m so soft-hearted that I cannot become a doctor. If I have to give the patient a simple immunization jab, I will spend 20 whole minutes apologizing to the patient for what I am about to do/just did to him.

Well. Unless you’re my younger brother lah. Then very sorry for you. :)

But that’s not the real confession.

See the thing is.

I’M SO SOFT-HEARTED I CANNOT WATCH HORROR MOVIES.

Or even those movies like Spiderman, no horror but still damn alotta violence, cannot watch. I have to cover my eyes. Cover eyes and ears not enough, have to leave the room.

I can NOT understand how you guys can watch human beings whack up other human beings without wincing or flinching. I mean it’s acting la dohh. BUT IT LOOKS SO REAL. And that’s the POINT of a movie right?

The last time I watched a horror movie (it was a double date, so it was a 3/4 majority vote for the horror movie =__=) I had to leave the cinema before the film was even halfway through. Ex-boyfriend couldn’t stop laughing at me.

Yes, Little Miss Kiamsiap left the film and wasted RM5 cause she was too scared to watch the rest. And just so you know, it was a Stephen King novel adaptation! Stephen King, the bestselling horror writer! His NOVELS are enough to give me nightmares. David forced me to read It, and the night I finished It I was too scared to go near the bathroom sink to brush my teeth. Let alone watch one of his movies.

Now STOP LAUGHING.

And when I watch horror movies at home right, my family laughs at me cause I keep ducking into my room every time the scary background music comes on. I miss up to 50% of the film every time.

So what does poor lil’ Louise do whenever she hears about a good horror movie? Which she die also want to know about?

She goes and reads the synopsis on Wikipedia.

=______________= yeah I know, damn pathetic right. I did that for all the Final Destination movies, The Amityville Horror, The Hills Have Eyes, the Saw movies, The Coffin, The Orphan and… You get the picture. I dunno the ending, not gonna be able to sleep. Know the ending, lagi more cannot sleep. But what to do, curiosity killed the cat. I’m not a cat, so it must be okay. Right?

ANYWAY.

So my family wanted to watch Silence of the Lambs yesterday and YES that counts as horror because of all the blood and guts. Plus it was billed as one of the Best Movies of All Time, so yeah. AND wiki-ing the synopsis beforehand was the ONLY way I could have sat through the whole thing. And I think I ruined the film for my mom cause whenever she tried to guess what would happen next, I’d tell her, “No lah, the guy won’t die lah. The other guy dies instead. THAT guy gets his face eaten.”

Haha.

MY POINT IS.

silence-of-the-lambs-poster

THIS MOVIE IS AWESOME.

What the hell, I took damn long to say it. But I just had to tell you about my horror movie phobia, yeah. :)

It was produced in 1991 so it’s quite an old movie. It’s a psychological thriller about Clarice Starling, a young FBI trainee, who seeks the advice of the imprisoned Hannibal Lecter on catching a serial killer known only as "Buffalo Bill".

This isn’t your cheap horror movie that everyone forgets about two hours after they watch it. It stays with you for ages and leaves this super big imprint on your brain. Maybe it won’t make you scared enough to sleep with the light on, but it’s pretty darn thrilling.

The film won the top five Academy Awards: Best Picture, Best Actress, Best Actor, Best Director and Best Screenplay. If that’s not enough to get you off your butt and heading to the DVD shop, then boy you have sucky taste in movies. The scene where Hannibal Lecter escapes from prison is the stuff of nightmares. And YES, I watched that part! From between my fingers.

Screw Hannibal (the sequel to this one), this is the real thing. Our whole family just stoned there when the credits started to roll, too stunned to move. Pure awesomeness.

You haven’t watched it? Go watch!

You watched already? Good for you!

You watched halfway and chickened out? HAHAHA  GO FINISH WATCHING IT.

Me, I’m gonna watch it again.

YES I’M GONNA WATCH IT AGAIN. Watch until I can repeat the whole movie for you by heart. Make you have nightmares of Dr. Hannibal Lecter. HAHA. This is one movie worth pissing in your pants for. If you’re a worse sucker for horror movies than I am lah.

Edittt

Right after publishing this I clicked on Pei She’s blog, and saw one sentence there. Can scream.