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When I was around 10 years old I wanted to be cool, but didn't know how to, so when the next hip horror movie showed up in theatres I thought I might prove myself and give it a go. But I was 10 years old and couldn't go on my own.
So I asked my mom if she would take me to see The Ring and you can be damn sure that she refused because she's a cowardly little thing who avoids anything that might make her a little upset. Wait. No. She didn't refuse. In that moment the planets aligned themselves and the stars that reign my destiny decided that I needed to learn a valuable lesson, and she said yes.
And we spent the next two hours of our lives in panic: me, staring horrified at a succession of events that would haunt my mind for weeks - if not for months - and her, facing the back of my seat, somehow hidden behind the figure of her daughter, waiting for it to finish.
Truth is, to this day I have no idea if The Ring is a good movie, or a scary one for that matter, but it will always stay with me because it's the only thing that I've willingly exposed myself too that has taken so many sleeping hours from me, including my latest crush. After surviving it, I felt that I knew fear, and that I had lived the worst of it and that nothing would be so damn frightening ever again.
A couple of years ago I discovered that the american movie I watched and the Japanese original I was too scared to watch were based on a book, and I was able to get a copy of it only recently.
Of course, the book wasn't scary at all. I don't think it's supposed to be, given that only a couple of scenes feature anything upsetting - perhaps the well scene is the most impressive - and the whole story is treated more like a thriller, because of the time limit and whatnot. I didn't expect it to go like that, but generally I liked it. Sadako's original story was a bit of a letdown because it's implied that she brought her last disgraces upon herself - one of them being rape(!) - and that last plot twist of why she felt unadapted was, to say the least, tacky.
I figured how the story would end because I knew what the charm was - so I immediately knew Asakawa was saved - but I have to say that I liked the ending because its an open question about whether Asakawa would save his family or 'humanity', and it was an unexpected reflection I enjoyed.
And I have an unending conflict with Ryuji's character, a self-proclaimed rapist deserves no sympathy, but he did add a bit of consistency to the plot. And he was the Deus Ex Machina device that brought the story to its conclusion, so he deserves some recognition, I suppose.
I'm glad I read this, overall, my inner 10 years old feels braver after the ordeal. Now we'll have to watch the movies and see if that's true.
When I was around 10 years old I wanted to be cool, but didn't know how to, so when the next hip horror movie showed up in theatres I thought I might prove myself and give it a go. But I was 10 years old and couldn't go on my own.
So I asked my mom if she would take me to see The Ring and you can be damn sure that she refused because she's a cowardly little thing who avoids anything that might make her a little upset. Wait. No. She didn't refuse. In that moment the planets aligned themselves and the stars that reign my destiny decided that I needed to learn a valuable lesson, and she said yes.
And we spent the next two hours of our lives in panic: me, staring horrified at a succession of events that would haunt my mind for weeks - if not for months - and her, facing the back of my seat, somehow hidden behind the figure of her daughter, waiting for it to finish.
Truth is, to this day I have no idea if The Ring is a good movie, or a scary one for that matter, but it will always stay with me because it's the only thing that I've willingly exposed myself too that has taken so many sleeping hours from me, including my latest crush. After surviving it, I felt that I knew fear, and that I had lived the worst of it and that nothing would be so damn frightening ever again.
A couple of years ago I discovered that the american movie I watched and the Japanese original I was too scared to watch were based on a book, and I was able to get a copy of it only recently.
Of course, the book wasn't scary at all. I don't think it's supposed to be, given that only a couple of scenes feature anything upsetting - perhaps the well scene is the most impressive - and the whole story is treated more like a thriller, because of the time limit and whatnot. I didn't expect it to go like that, but generally I liked it. Sadako's original story was a bit of a letdown because it's implied that she brought her last disgraces upon herself - one of them being rape(!) - and that last plot twist of why she felt unadapted was, to say the least, tacky.
I figured how the story would end because I knew what the charm was - so I immediately knew Asakawa was saved - but I have to say that I liked the ending because its an open question about whether Asakawa would save his family or 'humanity', and it was an unexpected reflection I enjoyed.
And I have an unending conflict with Ryuji's character, a self-proclaimed rapist deserves no sympathy, but he did add a bit of consistency to the plot. And he was the Deus Ex Machina device that brought the story to its conclusion, so he deserves some recognition, I suppose.
I'm glad I read this, overall, my inner 10 years old feels braver after the ordeal. Now we'll have to watch the movies and see if that's true.
I don't think I've met a book character in a life or death situation who was as blubbery and weak as Asakawa. Despite not being a likeable main character though, I really enjoyed this book.
fantastic ideas and there were several scenes where he just really nailed the tension but boy oh boy the protagonists were just awful