creepy post
The Guillermo Del Toro-produced horror flick, MAMA, is set to debut this week and today we have an exclusive clip from the film, which introduces you to the feral children of the titular mom. The film stars Jessica Chastain, who is burning up screens everywhere with her performance in ZERO DARK THIRTY, as well as Nikolaj Costar-Waldau, also known as Jaimie Lannister/The Kingslayer in HBO's Game of Thrones. That's a pretty good bonus for MAMA, which is helmed by first-time director Andres Muschietti.
The extended clip is pretty creepy and cool, which may well sway you into theaters if you were still on the fence. I'm certainly intrigued by the premise and look forward to catching this, if for no other reason than to see the lovely Chastain chew through some more scenery and some Del-Toro inspired scares.
Turns out the brat got a ride home from a friend and didn't have her cell on her to tell me.
also i was deathly afraid of this plasticine animation Xmas short that played before Home Alone of bells hitting themselves to the tune of Carol of the Bells
Edited at 2013-01-16 04:17 am (UTC)
My family had always had problems with him. He was a drunk, and spent a lot of time in jail, but when he was home it was never good for us. I remember playing with my brother on the side of the garage and suddenly, without warning, my neighbor was on his porch with a gun aimed at us, screaming at my father, "YOU DON'T WANT ME TO SHOOT YOUR KIDS, DO YOU?!" We just kind of looked at him wide-eyed for a moment, and then walked away. He didn't shoot us.
But he was constantly trying to get us to go into his house, usually luring us there with candy or whatever. (We were very young, at the time.) Eventually, he got sent to jail for an extended stay because he tried to cook his girlfriend in his oven (yes, really) and the house was foreclosed on while he was gone. My parents and I wandered over one day, thinking they might buy it and then rent it out. When we opened the front door, we found he didn't have a living room anymore - he'd removed the flooring so the entire room was just a straight drop to a dirt floor basement, with a board balanced between the front doorframe and the entrance to the kitchen so he could still get across. THAT was terrifying, and I still wonder what would have happened if my brother and I ever had gone into his house whenever he tried to lure us in there.
He must have been casing me for a while b/c I always stopped to get the mail before I went into the house and he parked by the mailbox that day. I noticed it and cut through the front yard and started knocking on the door like my mom was home. No one was home :(
well, we drove into that part of town and it was pitch black, power out, and perfectly quiet. the people giving me a ride asked if I was sure I wanted to get dropped off here and I was just like, yeah, sure, it's no big deal. a little spooky, but japan is the safest country in the world, and I can't just leave my bike -- I'd be stranded in my apartment if they left me there (it would be a 45+ minute walk to get anywhere so a bike, in my mind, was necessary).
so they drop me off at the train station, on the south side. my bike is parked on the north side. to get to the north side, you have to actually walk up the stairs, across the platform that went across the tracks, and back downstairs. it was spooky because the station was usually lit up 24/7 and was painted all bright yellow but it was seriously desolate and black. ugh.
so I climbed up the stairs, and when I got up there, there was a young man sitting in the middle of the platform, facing me. he was sitting seiza (fucking weird!!! japanese people sit seiza [like, on their knees] for formal shit, not to sit on the dirty ground of the TRAIN STATION PLATFORM) and just staring. I hesitated, but was like, even if I went back downstairs, there's no way I could get to my bike, and then I would have to walk home in the dark to my apartment, and it's FREEZING FUCKING COLD... NO. I AM WALKING BY THIS GUY. HE DOES NOT SCARE ME.
JAPAN IS THE SAFEST COUNTRY IN THE WORLD.
I'm used to being terrifying to japanese people because I'm white, and usually they give me a look and then immediately avoid my face for as long as they can. well, I stepped onto the platform from the staircase and this guy just stares hardcore. I give him a hard look back and then ignore him (how japanese of me) and stroll by him, careful not to go too fast to show I was scared, or to go too slow so he could use it as an opportunity for anything. just a pretty solid strut or whatever. as soon as my back is to his back, I hear him move, and something just SNAPS in me and if anyone's ever been in real danger before, you can probably attest to this: I just KNEW. everything I had thought was no big deal -- the darkness of the station, the complete silence of no one being nearby, the single kid sitting alone in the middle of the station FACING THE STAIRS -- I just suddenly realized, jesus FUCKING CHRIST this motherfucker was insane, sitting at a defunct train station at 1am, in the FREEZING COLD, wearing nothing but regular street clothes and no coat or jacket or anything, WAITING FOR SOMEONE. HE HAD BEEN WAITING FOR SOMEONE
so as soon as I heard him move, and that SWITCH clicked on in my head, I fucking BOLTED. I fucking FLEW to the other end of the platform, and took the steps three, four at a time, AND SO DID HE. he was literally on my heels the entire time and I could hear his breathing RIGHT ON MY NECK, his feet pounding the steps right behind me. I swung around the end of the stairs platform, and remembered EXACTLY where I left my bike -- which was a miracle, because I usually spent a good 1-2 minutes every day trying to remember which rack I left it on. I had my bike key in my hand the entire time this happened -- and if you don't know, bike locks in japan are around the wheel and POP open when you stick the key in. I dove at my bike, the key popped open the lock, and I was on my pedals at the same instant. he screamed when I sped by him -- it wasn't anything intelligent or anything, just a scream like anger or heartbreak or something.
that was the scariest night of my life
1. When I was almost kidnapped as a child. A young looking (mid 20s prob?) guy driving an old car pulled over and asked me and my friend if he "could have a ride" in the wagon we were pulling around. I looked at my friend and told her to run. We ran back to our houses and told our moms who were standing outside. My friend heard him ask "want to have a ride?", but I guess it really doesn't matter because it's just not normal for a 25 year old guy to pull his car over and talk to two strange little girls with no parents in sight.
2. When I grabbed a mega black widow under my fence thinking it was a superball/When a hornet's nest flew into my ponytail and I ran screaming to my mom telling her to check my hair and hornets flew out
I have never been more grateful for remote locks than I was that day. I hit the unlock button as I ran for it. The dog circled the car at the same time, and I just managed to get the door open, dive inside, and slam the door shut as the dog lunged at me. It's teeth barely missed the heel of my boot, and it ran headfirst into my car door. I sat there a few minutes laugh/crying hysterically while it barked at me from outside the car before I called the fuckers still in the damn building and told them to call animal control.
Edited at 2013-01-16 05:23 am (UTC)
I used to work the jewelry counter at a Target. I was about 19/20 at the time, and one day I was back at the fitting room getting merchandise to put away (I used to work the lingerie/socks/sportswear too) and the operator tells me I have a phone call. So I pick up the line and a guy asks me if I am Morgan, I say yes, and he begins to say he was really impressed by me, he had been in earlier I guess. I thought maybe I helped him, or he saw me help someone else at the counter. I tell him thank you, and he can go to guest service and fill out a comment card that he had a good experience. He then asks me out.....I politely declined stating that I was seeing someone (I was, the security guard at the store actually). I figured that was that,but nooo he would randomly call the store and ask for me, when the operators would tell him I wasn't there (even if I was) then he got smarter and he would ask for the jewelry counter instead of me directly so the operators would put him straight through. One time he asked for the counter and I was not working, but my friend/co worker was and he started asking her stuff and being all creepy with her.
Finally one of the operators got tired of him, so she pretended to be me and he got upset, he asked to speak with a manager, but when she put him on hold he hung up. We called the manager anyway, told him what was happening, and he told us if he calls back to put him through to him, and he wanted to make sure I didn't leave the store alone (it was the late shift, so we would leave at around 11 at night), and the security guy I was dating was working that night so he drove me home and watched me at the counter all night. It was scary cause no one knew what this guy looked like, he could have just came in and we would not have known. Thankfully he didn't and he never called for me again.
Anyway, I was laying in bed, trying to get myself to sleep (with all the lights on because I was scared being alone in the house at night I guess). Then, all of the sudden, a force pushed me down on the bed and I was completely paralyzed. The creepiest thing happened next though- I heard a little girl laughing. It was over after, like, 10 seconds, but it freaked me out so bad.
I choose to believe it was a random fit of sleep paralysis. Even though I was completely awake beforehand.