Last Friday, instead of doing our usual go-home-and-crash-on-the-couch routine, I decided the S.O. and I should go see a movie. Free time is a commodity I suddenly don’t have much of, and I’d like to start spending it more constructively. How, might you ask? By paying eight bucks to park my butt on the movie theater’s (much less comfortable) couch and watching a freaky blood-fest, that’s how.
Now, I love a good horror movie. Ghost stories are my particular favorite, but I’ll watch something gory if it has a substantial plot and is artfully done. The movie review in the paper said The Descent fell into that category, and so says I: “We shall go, and I shall not leave the theater until I’ve peed my pants from fright!” Well, minus the pee part.
The S.O, on the other hand, does not appreciate the finer qualities of waking up in the middle of the night, absolutely certain that you heard something, and knowing that the something in question is a blind, toothy cave-creature that’s come to chew on your extremities.
For those of you who haven’t seen it or heard about it yet, The Descent is about six young women who attempt to navigate an uncharted cave system beneath the Appalachian mountains. While exploring, they discover that they’re not alone in the cave; blind, toothy cave-creatures have come to chew on their extremities! It’s really gory, really scary, and evokes a deep sense of claustrophobia, even in those of us who aren’t prone.
As you can imagine, it took quite a bit of persuasion on my part to get the boy to join me, as he does not like gory things, scary things, or tight enclosed spaces as a general rule. As such, I may have neglected to mention these three elements when suggesting the movie, and I may have gone so far as to say, “Oh honey, it’ll be just like 28 Days Later! You liked that one!”, knowing full well that the only thing it has in common with 28 Days Later is that it was filmed in the UK.
I’m probably going to hell for that, eh?
Suffice it to say, I enjoyed the movie immensely, and the boy did not enjoy it so much. Judging from the pointed glare I received from the S.O. upon The Descent’s ending, I’m now going to be forced to watch Miami Vice, in all its macho Colin Farrell glory. Talk about horror.
The S.O. is going to hold this one over my head for weeks, but I think it was well worth it!