Originally Posted by Count Chocula
H Elp M Y comPUT ER iS Haunted. THERE i s aN evIl WIza RD inS I D E my HARD DRIVE. E nd me. There I s N O G o D
I'm serious. I'm going to talk about it more tomorrow, but right now I'm unable to sleep after having watched PA. What I havn't mentioned here before is a specific dream I used to have. First off, I have all kinds of dreams. Funny dreams, complex dreams, epic dreams, inexplicable dreams, dreams where I'm a celebrity or in a movie plot, or acting in a movie. Many of my dream locations, characters, and plot points show up again and again in different dreams. One of these repeating dreams is much different than the others though
It started when I was five or six, and happened semi-regularly till I was ten or eleven or so. It's much, much less frequent now, thank god. I've only had it maybe 20-25 times in my life, but essentially I'd describe it as just about the worst nightmare possible.
I'll turn a corner, or open a door, or look up on a roof, and there is a figure, a black mass (just like Katie described in the film...) just standing there. It's a man made of shadows
I havn't had that dream in about two and a half years, but when she described what she saw during that scene with the psycic, my jaw pretty much hit the floor.
So basically this film hit at some of my deepest and earliest fears, and I found it very very effective.
PS Also, the main character shares my name. That is an unpleasent coincidence
EDIT: Just so you guy's don't think I'm a wimp for getting freaked out by this dream, I'll give you an example.
In my room back then, there was a chair by the head of my bed that my mom and dad would sit in to read to me while I went to sleep. One night after a particularly bad dream, my mom agreed to just sit in the chair till I went to sleep, because usually they'd leave after I got sleepy during whatever story they were reading out loud to me. So she stayed their while I went to bed. Then, later that night, (my room had kind of an orange glow from the night light) I --
and I swear to god it felt real to me, in a way few dreams have since
-- woke up. I was groggy, and completely unscared, because I'd kind of forgotten the dream and my mom helping me go to bed had kind of put those fears asside for the night. I was still kind of half awake, I look down the length of my bed, look at the nightlight, and then turn my head and look at the chair where my mom had been sitting when I'd gone to bed..
and the black shadow guy was sitting in the chair, just staring at me with this empty black face.
I then screamed and "really woke up" (I guess?)
For a six year old, that's pretty much the scariest shit possible.