Later last night Christopher, Katie, Dom and I saw Paranormal Activity for the 9:30 showing. The only place in the city it was playing was Empire 7 Cinemas downtown, so we drove down there because we were all super pumped to see it.
We knew it was apparently the scariest movie ever released, but we thought it really couldn’t be that bad. …it was. (The movie itself was incredibly well-done and gets it’s job done [to scare the living shit out of you], but because of that, I didn’t like it… even though I… did?) People in the movie were screaming, jumping, and a few left. It was easily the scariest movie I have ever seen, and it will likely affect me the rest of my life.
This movie just gets in your head and fucks with everything that makes you feel secure. It was too real to me, and I didn’t like that. No matter if you believe in that shit or not, too much stuff has happened to me personally to have any doubt that what went on in that movie could very well take place (perhaps to just a lesserĀ effect).
I couldn’t sleep until day break, I talked to Katie today and she didn’t sleep, and I haven’t talked to him, but I’m more than sure that Dom had a really uneasy sleep as well, if he even could sleep.
Tonight should be interesting. I wonder if I’ll be able to sleep.