Category Archives: Film
Celluloid and digital moving pictures.
28. I’m thankful for film. I love going to the theater, buying the tickets, finding seats, lights go down, previews play, some guy sitting somewhere coughs, the sounds of people munching popcorn, music comes up, and then… action. Movies open us to worlds we don’t know, lives we haven’t lived, places we’ve never been, feelings we’re to afraid to speak out loud, and beauty inside and out. They are magical and heart-wrenching and filled with wonder. They are scary and frustrating and amazing. They are our stories, and where some of our best story-telling happens. I’ve spent a lot of time in theaters and pressing play on the Blu-Ray player. I find movies wonderful and am so thankful for the joy they’ve brought to my life.
I’m not a horror movie fan. I know loads of people who love them, but for me the myriad of ways a person can die in the course of a two hour movie holds no appeal. The all out slasher trend started with films like the original Halloween and Friday the 13th. I watched them, like nearly everyone did. I didn’t see them in the theater however, no. I saw them from the comfort of my own couch with a pillow positioned to cover my face any time I needed it to, which was often. That pretty much sums up my feeling about such things. Best not seen at all, but if I have to there better be a pillow or a dog or a laptop or a blanket to block my view. I’m a wimp.
There are, though, those other films, most of them older, that I do like watching. The thrillers. Those films more about the suspense and the build up of the tension than they are about the ax, or the ice pick, or the chainsaw. Those films where story usually triumphs over finding more inventive and bizarre ways to kill a person. Yes, I’ve included a couple of movies with their share of gore, but mostly these films are psychological in nature.
So without further ado, here we go. In honor of All Hallow’s Eve I present Tam’s list of scary-ish films worth watching if you’re ever looking for a boo or two.
Hitchcock knew what he was doing. Anyone who knows me knows I’m a huge fan. Camera angles and tension filled moments and uncomfortable close ups. He was a master of these things and of making people squirm in their seats. His films have never lost their luster. They’re timeless and terrific.
This book scared the crap out of me and the movie does a decent job of translating that boo factor. It’s sort of the epitome of the what’s hiding in the closet or under the bed story. If you didn’t like clowns before, you certainly won’t like them after watching this.
Apart from Shelley Duvall‘s appalling performance in this film, it’s a classic. Again, I loved this book. Mr. King knows how to put in the scare. If you’ve ever been in a big place that was mostly deserted you get the vibe of this film. So much space, who knows what could’ve and might happen. Plus the outer shots of the hotel are actually Timberline Lodge on Mt. Hood.
The Haunting (1963)
This film creeped me out. Haunted houses are scary, and when you add in neurotic humans and the unexplainable, it’s scarier still.
This film is all about nature going wrong. One minute everything is angelic and normal, the next minute it’s attacking you and you have no idea why. We are not in control and in pure Hitchcock fashion we also have no idea why any of it is happening.
Contamination is never a good thing.
Five Million Years to Earth (Quatermass and the Pit)
I love science fiction, it’s my favorite genre of film. This particular one is cool and creepy.
The Amityville Horror (1979)
Creepy. This movie creeped me out when I was a kid. I still have a hard time looking at houses with those windows.
This movie scares the crap out of me. Possession is always creepy. A classic.
They get you when you sleep. That last scene… uhg.
My favorite, if you can even say you have a favorite, zombie movie.
“I see dead people.” Yes he does. A really great ghost story.
The moral — don’t build on a cemetery.
Reach for the bat.
Simple chase movie — not. It’s relentless.
Just some guys out for an adventurous weekend who happen to hear some banjo music.
Things that go bump in the night.
Maybe living alone is best.
Some mysteries should be left alone.
Hannibal. Need I say more.
Semi-cheesy, but that’s OK. How far would you go to change the future? From another Stephen King story, this one is uncomfortable.
What’s out there?
Torment. Demons. Disturbing.
Space. Isolation. A vicious enemy. I saw this in the theater with my sister Kay. It was awful, and oh so good.
Are people, and dogs, who they seem to be?
Fingers. White creepy skin. No dialogue. Moody.
I wish I could’ve seen this in the theater. Some great screaming. Vincent Price was the man.
“Separation can be a terrifying thing.” Disturbing. Perhaps the most disturbing film I’ve ever seen.
Heads explode. Enough said.
The Omen (1976)
“This is not a human child. Make no mistake.” Uh, yeah.
“Sometimes the world of the dead gets mixed up with the world of the living.”
Creepy imagery. Strange voices on the phone.
Don’t go into the fog.
Hunting demons is exhaustive work.
Ghosts with messages.
One great monster movie. Made everyone afraid to go in the water.
I play fantasy football, and fantasy basketball, and fantasy baseball. I’ve played fantasy football for some time now. First with a group from work (we still play, which is awesome), then with the POD (we still play, which is awesome), and now with the CREW (which is also equally awesome). Fantasy basketball started last year with the CREW and was so much fun we’re doing it again this year. I see it as becoming a yearly thing, something we all look forward to. Baseball? We did it this season. It wasn’t as much fun, but I think with some tweaks by the commish (that’s me), we might make it slightly more fun next year. At least we’ll give it a try.
The point of writing about all this fantasy sports play is really not to write about all this fantasy sports play. What I wanted to write about was inspiration, power, and being yourself, in all your glory.
I started out this morning by looking for inspiring videos to post on the league page of our ramping up fantasy basketball league. I’m the commish of that league and like to throw out notes and inspiring videos every once in a while to add a bit of spice to it. It’s fun. So I was looking for videos and came across one I’d seen before, and one I probably posted last year during the basketball season. It’s a clip from the movie Coach Carter and is, I think, one of the most inspirational scenes of its kind in film. The poem, abridged, spoken in this clip, is by Marianne Williamson and is called Our Deepest Fear. I thought these beautiful words were a lovely reminder about what is true for all of us — be all you can be, be all that you are, don’t be afraid — live, and inspire.
Our Deepest Fear
By Marianne Williamson
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness
That most frightens us.
We ask ourselves
Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?
Actually, who are you not to be?
You are a child of God.
Your playing small
Does not serve the world.
There’s nothing enlightened about shrinking
So that other people won’t feel insecure around you.
We are all meant to shine,
As children do.
We were born to make manifest
The glory of God that is within us.
It’s not just in some of us;
It’s in everyone.