In Your Face
I actually had a pretty fun weekend this weekend. Mostly because I forced myself out of my comfort zone and did something outside of the house. After dark. Amazing, but true.
As I think I’ve mentioned it before, Mr. Martini really enjoys scary movies. I do not, but in all of the time we’ve been together I’ve managed to up my tolerance for horror movies, to the point that I, personally, have watched Halloween and The Exorcist and even some classic horror movies like Village of the Damned. So when he said he’d be interested in seeing My Bloody Valentine (3D!) while it was out in the theaters, I agreed to go see it with him.
I thought I was being generous – even though I did require that he be the evening’s designated driver, so I could at least have a drink before hand to chill me out. However, even with a slight beer buzz, it turns out that I am the WORST PERSON in the world to see that kind of movie with. Because while I have built up a tolerance to psychological drama, and even blood and gore, I have not built up a tolerance for PICK-AXES THAT FLY AT YOU OUT OF NOWHERE AIIIIEEE! Seriously, I had never seen a classic 80s-style slasher flick in my life, so I was not prepared for the pouncing, the weapons flying, the SURPRISE! attacks, least of all in glorious, in-your-face THREE-DEE.
Poor Mr. Martini. Three minutes into the movie, and I had my face shoved into his arm (while still wearing my 3D-glasses, I’m sure that was comfortable) and could barely watch the rest of the movie. He shook his head at me a few times, whispering “It’s only a movie!” but it did no good. I took a bathroom break in the middle, taking my time to wash and dry my hands very thoroughly, and then wash them again just in case, then got some raisinettes at the candy counter, before slowly making my way back into the theater. And even then I only missed one crazy miner rampage.
Oh well. It got me out of the house on a Saturday night, which is good. Plus, I got a pair of 3D glasses out of it. Which I will wear when I ask Mr. Martini to return this favor by going with me to see Coraline in 3D. I think he owes me that, right?
