Over the weekend I got some down time to hit the theaters with friends and go see The Conjuring—for those of you unfamiliar it follows the story of the Warren couple who are also paranormal investigators whom step in to help a terrorized family from a dark presence at their new home.
Knowing anything about me one of the things high on the list is that I am a dedicated fan of the Horror genre basically since birth, and despite the fact that most releases lately have sucked, I had to go and check this film out front and center.
And I was not disappointed.
Based off of a true story (actually the Warren couple are behind the true story of The Amityville Horror as well), the film like most was slow in the beginning but definitely kept the tone of eerie throughout. The acting was on point and the scares delivered. Everyone, including myself for the first time, was hollering in that theater like a fool.
I can watch things like Child’s Play all day, but put an antique doll in my face along with creepy old ladies in a house and there is a problem.
The film went on to gross $41.5 million over the weekend and it is solid proof that the Horror genre is not dead and that people still love a good story and to be scared.
But what I realized specifically after talking with a friend is that we live our own little Horror films in our everyday lives.
And of course, there are rules and things to be learned.
LIFE + THINGS
Posted on July 15, 2013
This month officially marks one year since I’d finally decided to venture away from home and into a place of my own. And it’s been an incredible experience. I can’t even begin to fully express just how much I and my life in general has changed since I picked up those keys and started a whole new journey that was my own.
Sure, there are some days where the thought of paying bills and being broke again make me want to throw a toddler tantrum when all I really want to do in that moment is to go on a trip or an intense shopping spree or hit the bar with friends and get my Oprah on.
Because I like showering, walking in lighted areas, driving a car and
keeping up with my dose of trash tv cable I choose on Responsibility Boulevard.
Or at times when my family and I are sitting down and enjoying a meal together and they ask me how’s everything in which I reply with a collected answer instead of unleashing my initial inner feelings.Growing up is tough but in the end it makes you tougher.
And wiser. And possibly more of a drinker.
Along this new road in my life I’ve been approached by a few friends on teaming together, saving a bit more money and becoming those famous nine lettered words.