Sunday, March 27, 2011

No More Gore

I know my better half gets tired of my constant onslaught of horror movies to our Netflix queue. She'll watch them, but it's only to appease me. She would rather not watch any movie that isn't foreign, or didn't win some kind of award.

After last night, she might be about to win the movie battle more often. The selection, "Saw: The Final Chapter" made me realize something: I can no longer stomach watching gore. At the first gory scene I simply closed my eyes, but kept my head aimed towards the TV so she wouldn't see me wimping out. But by scenes two, three, four, there was just no hiding it.

I really don't understand what has changed over the years. I used to live for that kind of stuff, the more blood and guts the better. People would often say, "I don't understand how you watch that stuff", and I would beam with pride and explain to them that I truly enjoyed it. Well, no more.

That said, I won't be giving up all horror movies. But the blood and guts are out of my world, and more foreign award winners will enter. Maybe I will learn valuable lessons from them? Maybe I will see something live changing? Maybe I will learn to speak other languages via subtitles? Ok, doubtful, but we shall see.

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Jackass!

I realize that at my age, movies like Jackass 3 should not be so intriguing. I can't help myself. It's like America's Funniest Home Videos on crack. I still watch AFV, and laugh at the same misfortunes I've now seen a hundred times over. Sure, the Hot Wheel in Steve-O's butt did make me look away, and the fish hook through the side of his cheek made me cringe, but there is something alluring about the kind of people that would actually do such things. Maybe because I used to be one of them. Not to that extreme, of course, but similar.

I was that kid in your lunch room that would eat grapes, chili, and chocolate milk mixed together if you paid me a buck. Later in life, I would take on dares just to see how far I could push myself. It was like "Fear Factor" without the $50,000 reward. The words, "dare me?" often came from my mouth. Now, I no longer utter those words, though if dared there probably is not much I would not do. I don't need to though. I think I have proven to myself that I can meet any challenge not matter how stupid or asinine. Now I will just sit back and wait for Netflix to send me DVD's of other people doing stupid crap to humor me.