This happened to me when I decided to watch the trailer for The Human Centipede. I was disturbed for a week.
Uh. I can't even handle reading the name of that movie. (Which, not your fault, don't bother to edit, seriously, because I gotta get over it.) If it were actually possible to erase knowledge, I wish I had never, ever, wikipediaed that fucking movie. I'm still deeply bothered by it, and it's been probably 6 weeks.
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I know the mentally healthy response is to laugh at the ludicrousness of it, but -- Jesus Christ. And I can't even come up with a way to warn people off of wikipediaing it without getting into the horrifying stuff. Bah.
On the plus side, while somebody thought up the Human Centipede, it doesn't really exist.
On the down side, some tin pot dictator in some horrible little country is
trying
to figure out how to do it. But first they'll focus on cloning themselves.
The first time I was dumb enough to Wikipedia the Saw movies, I honestly was upset literally every waking moment for like a month
I burst into tears while DH was describing the Jackass movie to me, lo these many years ago. (He was reviewing it and wanted my input on something.) I can't remember the exact scene he was telling me about because there is a tiny part of my brain that loves and protects me, but I remember being so horrified at the idea that (a) anyone would be so lacking in plain human dignity as to DO THAT and (b) that other people would PAY MONEY TO SEE IT AND THINK IT WAS FUNNY that I just started crying hysterically and couldn't stop.
Worst Halloween treat ever: [link]
but I remember being so horrified at the idea that (a) anyone would be so lacking in plain human dignity as to DO THAT and (b) that other people would PAY MONEY TO SEE IT AND THINK IT WAS FUNNY that I just started crying hysterically and couldn't stop.
Humans frequently disappoint.
When we saw the trailer for the Jackass 3-D movie, I asked The Boy "Why has natural selection failed?"
I stand by that.
In non-Hi-Here-Are-My-Issues-Regarding-FREAKY-Movies news, here's a conversation The Boy and I had tonight that is really making me want to write fanfic:
Him: "So, [co-worker]'s girlfriend is kicking him out, but he insists that according to the law, he get 30 days' notice and doesn't have to move out for 30 days."
Me: "Man, why would you want to live with that hell for 30 days? Just have some dignity and move out! Besides, she could just put his stuff on the lawn, and while it would be illegal under Ohio tenant law, he'd still have to cope with all his shit being on the lawn."
Him: "That's why I always say if we break up, you have to kick me out."
Me: "Of your own house? No! And -- you never say that!"
Him: "I'm certain I say it at least once a year."
Me: "Well, then -- if I get superpowers in an industrial accident, you can't be my sidekick!"
Him: "That's okay; I'll be your super-villain!"
Me: "Would we still have to live together?"
Him: "Actually, that would be hilarious -- Superman and Lex Luthor forced to live together because of an unbreakable lease agreement."
Me: " 'Damn it, Lex, you KNOW I always watch Desperate Housewives on Sunday nights in the living room, and yet you leave your fucking kryptonite on the coffee table! Every week it's the same -- can't you just keep the kryptonite in your room?' "
Seriously, I may have to write that fic.
I so adore The Boy and your relationship, Tep.
I frowned through the entire
Jackass 3D
trailer...and then the final scene made me guffaw. I felt so dirty. But I'm not gonna go! I have probably gotten the only laugh I'd get out of it.
I'm also perplexed by the appeal
Due Date
had for me. Then I drive past this poster every day, and I'm re-tempted.