The Bitterness Blog

When Being The Front of the Line is About So Much More than the View
September 30, 2009, 6:56 pm
Filed under: Musings of a Random Nature

I’m really into horror movies.  My mother is a sociology/criminology professor, so growing up, there were a bunch of books on serial killers around the house and I would sneak clandestine looks at them.  I spent a solid year working with Douche as my boss.  The moral of the story is that it takes a lot for me to encounter something which leaves me feeling profoundly, deeply disturbed, but it happened today, so I’m going to share it with you.

Let me give you a general idea of my disturbance threshold.   The last thing that really bothered me was an episode of the Fox show Lie to Me.  It dealt with a rapist who poured acid into his victim’s eyes before raping them, blinding them permanently (obviously), so they would never be able to identify him.  It didn’t help that the actor playing the rapist is super hot and I used to love him during my Rescue Me phase.  But that concept disturbed me, and I couldn’t get it out of my head for a couple of days.  I’m also not a fan of torture porn horror films, such as the Hostel movies, but I have seen them and while I didn’t enjoy watching them and tend to avoid them, I don’t find myself dwelling on them in an unhealthy manner.  I’m also very easily upset by tales of dog abuse.  I cried last night while watching a roughly 3 minute news report about a dog saved from dog fighting (and I’m not even going to go into the details of that because it will make me cry again).  So now you’re a little more acquainted with my pysche, and it bristles mainly at eye  stuff, prolonged pain, and canine neglect/abuse. 

Daniel, I just can't look at you the same way anymore, and that makes me sad.

Daniel, I just can't look at you the same way anymore, and that makes me sad.

Today I stumbled on this:

I actually saw something about this movie on first (which is a hilarious site BTW), but I’m putting this link up because this link also includes a picture that will give you a pretty good idea of what you’re getting into should you decide to view the one minute video clip from the film, which is not really any more graphic than the photo, but seeing it all in motion just adds to the horror. 

Yeah, I’m not really sure what else I can say about it.  I’m kind of annoyed with myself for feeling the need to bring the movie to other peoples’ attentions, because I’m sure that’s exactly the point.  The likelihood of this movie ever coming to a theater near you is slim to none, but I guess it’s been getting a lot of attention at a horror movie festival in LA.  I think I’m also partly disturbed because the people behind the film say it was inspired by actual Nazi experiments, and I’m wondering how accurate that is.  I also just don’t get why anyone, fictional or otherwise, would want to create this.  Is it supposed to be a sexual turn-on for the crazy doctor behind it in the film?  Because, um, that’s gross, and if it’s not that, then what is the purpose? I’m not sure I buy the logistics of the chain of command here, so to speak, because by the time you get to the second girl, that’s not food any more.  Can a person survive off eating the parts of food that the human body feels the need to get rid of?   I’m also thinking I don’t know as much about centipedes as I thought I did.  I’m just baffled.  And grossed out.  And deeply, profoundly disturbed.

And now you might be too.  Actually, if you aren’t, you have “one sick puppy” syndrome and should get that looked at stat.  Free advice.  You’re welcome!


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