Someone told me that the Dungeon And Dragons movie was really bad, I saw it a few days ago and I actually liked it. It was not extremely good, but it was better that a lot of movies they say rule. I hate romance, I mean romantic movies. A bad movie with great effects is in my opinion better than a good movie with lots of Romeo And Juliet porn. Honestly.
I saw the Ghosts Of Mars movie yesterday. I turned it on my VHS late at night when I sat here alone in my room. Everyone was asleep. It could have been a lot better, because we should have seen more of the "ghost people" and it should have had a lot more story to it. However I usually like the work of Carpenter, even though this one reminded me a little of his Vampires when it comes to how the movie ends. No matter what, I actually thought it was a little... scary. It reminded me of the Iron Maiden posters that a brother of a friend of mine had all over his room when I were growing up. This brother was the angry teenage boy that seemed to hate everything except for himself. His room would usually make the carpet in the basement floor vibrate on your feet from the loud music he played. I had to walk by his room to get to my friend's room. Sometimes he would rip up the door, run out and point his finger at us while yelling that we should shut up. Even though he always played louder than any noise two doll playing girls could make. My friend, his sister would tell him that we hadn't made a sound, he would then bend over us, suck his cigarette like it were his last breath, look at us like we were germs and spit out; the fact that he liked to tell us before we made any immature sounds louder than his great stereo, so we would know not to do it. Often he would run out of his room when I came, like it was a fire loose, almost always wearing his leather jacket indoors, shiver on his cigarette hand that he held up to his face and yell; -'Who is it, who is it?', then he would give us the usual lecture on how to behave in his house, always randomly pointing at us with his cigarette and sucking it. He was as scary as his room were frighting. I was even more afraid of him after I discovered that it seemed like his mum was scared of him too. It wasn't that we respected him, we would just stay away from him. Whenever he wasn't home, we would sneak in and play on his computer, that wasn't just his alone, but seemed to be his alone. His room smelled like nothing else and whenever I've been to certain kinds of places were they sell alcohol, I always suddenly think of Iron Maiden posters. The horror characters of Iron Maiden is the kind of characters I feel live behind the foggy smoke of a room with cigarette and alcohol air. Maybe this is the real and unspoken reason for why I never drink much.
The monster characters in Ghosts From Mars looked like some Iron Maiden art work, so I had a shiver yesterday when I wached it alone in the night. It made me make excuses from not having to go to the bathroom upstairs afterwards. There are certain things in the childhood fears that never let you go. Sometimes I notice them and I cant remember were they come from, the small shivers... it's like they live their own life, inside you somewhere, just waiting to give you a rush with their fanzy childish art. Some people say; -'you should never let go of the childhood dreams' and I'm thinking; maybe we should not let go of the childhood fears so easily either?...
To me it was a big surprise to shiver from the movie last night, because movies never really scare me anymore. I tend to giggle and feel mature when I discover someones movie fear. See, I've always been a horror movie fan, ever since I peeked into the adult section in the video store when I were little, looking at the scary covers of all the great 80's horror that I loved even before I got to see them. I had dreams about me and a friend hiding in the video store and staying over there at night, looking at all the great stuff we wasn't allowed to see. It was sadly only dreams, good dreams. I guess I've always been a person with a big imagination and because of that I've probably been more insecure about the dark and being alone, than most people that shiver of my horror movie passion have ever realized about me. Or maybe they saw trough my childish agitated amazement when I told them about the best parts in a movie their parents wouldn't let them see. At that time I felt It was the best thing about having a big brother. I could sometimes secretly get to see the bad movies that my brother had on tape. I became a fanatic and most of my friends got caught in the web of horror when they had been with me for awile. It made me sad when most of them untangled themselves when they got older.
A few of my friends had parents that didn't want their kids to be with me, all because of my passion for horror movies and computer games. I didn't tell my parents about that, because I had a free kind of childhood. I had parents that didn't have much extreme rules, but I had parents that cared about our family. It was a good thing, that I never thought about when I were younger. I had and I still have parents that care to do things with us. I still enjoy doing things with my parents, because we have always been a family, not just individuals that have lived together. This is what I really like about my parents. They have always done more for me and my brother, than they have done for themselves, even though we were not very spoiled with materialistic things. I have never gotten weekly money from my parents and I was never payed for getting good grades. We were never beaten, abused or yelled at much. My mum have always told me; -'It's more important to have learned something from your parents, than to have had a lot of rules. It's more important to be fair than to always get good grades in school'. I feel I have learned more from my parents than I have learned from anyone else. This is why I have always thought that upbringing matters a lot when it comes to how a person grows up to be. I would say that kids that are only raised by television and candy will maybe never miss something they should have missed... or maybe they do?... I loved my horror movies, but for me it wasn't a negative thing, because I had something so much more than that.
