I think I'm pretty much that way with film, in general. Some outright violence is easier for me to take than emotional violence. There are just some scenes, the way they're written, that affect me in a very creepy, uncomfortable place that I simply am unable to cope with.

t sings Steeler's Wheel's "Stuck in the Middle With You" a shudders, just a little

Because it doesn't just have violence, it has systematic, planned-out, fucked-up, sadistic violence-as-vengeance.

Yup, Frank is one sick and twisted bastard. I'm going on Friday.

VW-- I'd take the alternate assignment. There's nothing wrong with doing what's best to protect your health and it's probably better to err on the side of caution right now, rather than try and push yourself when you are so close to finishing the semseter.

I don't know if this is pushing boundaries or anything, and everyone is their own best judge of things that should stay out of their brains, but I can't help thinking that sometimes pushing that limit can be a good thing. It's a "disturbing as tittillation" vs. "disturbing as consciousness expanding" thing

Oh, I totally agree. Some things should be explored. But it takes a lot of intimate knowledge of what you can handle, emotionally. Deloris Clairborne creeped me out in such a way that I *almost* stopped watching it. However, I was rewarded by squirming my way through it. It's one of my favorite films, even though it also touches off my creep o'meter.

I still tend to avoid psychological thriller type films unless DH screens them for me first.

Yup, Frank is one sick and twisted bastard. I'm going on Friday.

Yes! YES! YES!!!! As sick and twisted as it is, I think Frank Miller is near genius when it comes to exploring the human psyche and I'm stoked about the film. I may not be able to see it right away, but I'm planning on seeing it.

Yup, Frank is one sick and twisted bastard. I'm going on Friday.

I want to see it, but, while I would want to be avenged in the same manner that Marv avenged Goldie if I were ever to be killed in the same manner that she was, I don't think I can watch it on the big screen, because the comic was almost too much.

When is brutal honesty too brutal? Like with a friend who complains and complains and doesn't listen? When can you say, "You don't listen to what I say or advise you. Shut up, I'm sick of hearing your petty shit."?

Speaking of distrubing comics that need to be made into films, I'm still wishing someone would have done Arkham Asylum somewhere in the Batman franchise instead of the crap they cranked out. *sigh*

If wishes were ponies, we'd all be eating steak.

I WANT A PONY!

I try to listen, Aimee, but you don't tell me what I want to hear, which makes it hard.

Oh shut it, Drainy McMoocherstein.