I was planning on finishing and posting this a few nights ago, but then
I got distracted by Google. And painting my nails. And season two of Brothers
& Sisters...
I saw Dark Skies tonight, and was completely impressed. Not only are Kerri Russell
and her teeny boobs still adorable and great to watch, but the Weinstein
brothers managed to (help) create an alien movie that was actually scary, and
realistic-seeming. More often then not, an ET flick is just ruined the moment
the audience actually sees the space creature. I remember being enthralled by
Signs, and Mel Gibson, years ago. It was suspenseful and interesting, and so
eerie, and then all of a sudden there's this giant blue alien on the TV! I
probably said 'wtf' out loud.
Dark Skies (while I still don't fully understand the title because it was never
darker then usual), never lost my attention. The 'possessed' creepy kids seemed
realistic, the 'facts' that were discovered were completely 'holy
crap!'-worthy, and the physical presence of these extra terrestrials (actually
called 'Greys'..because all things Greys are great), was perfect. They were
dark and shadowy, they did have big light bulb heads...more movies should trust
that the human mind will easily create all the scariness that is required! Plus
the ending wasn't horrible!
The movie got me thinking though...
I've always had a thing for aliens. And I'm SO glad that aliens are apparently
the new vampires, as far as cinema goes this year. Is it strange to not feel
that I have enough personal proof to believe in God, but I have a kind of
hopeless romantic belief in ALIENS regardless?
I have this vivid recollection of a dream (or WAS it a dream?!) where I was
walking through a giant open field, it was dusky out, up to what appeared to be
a spaceship. Like a saucer. And there were lights flashing all around the
outside. And when I touched the ship with both my hands, I could get the lights
to pause, but if I touched it with just one hand, the lights would continue
flashing. Or was it the other way around? The lights were glowing constantly,
but when I used both hands to touch the ship they started flashing, and if I
only touched it with one hand, nothing would change. Not important! The vivid
bit is a moment where I was testing out the lights, and put only one hand on
the ship, but a second later the lights started flashing...but they shouldn't
be flashing...because I only had one hand on it...so I slowly turned to my
right...and next to my hand...was a long, thin, grey hand...and attached to
that hand was a tall, thin, grey creature!
The alien smarty pants in the movie claimed that dreams about aliens, are often
our brains way of reminding us of things that ACTUALLY happened. Dum dum dum...
Also! According to Wikipedia, typical claims from 'Experiencers' (abductees)
involve being subjected to a forced medical examination that emphasizes their
reproductive system. Hello!
I have come across forums full of people claiming to have been abducted, as
well as people who have bared witness to someone being abducted. In both cases,
the abductee is described as losing the ability to control muscular movement,
dizziness/faintness, blurred vision, pounding heart beat, slurred speech,
sometimes physical illness (vomiting etc), and a general sense of confusion and
doom.
So. Basically. In conclusion, it is entirely possible that Endometriosis is
just a made up name created in haste for a reproductive condition that has an
unknown origin or cure, because scientists refuse to accept that it comes from
outer space, and panic attacks are not part of an elaborate mental disorder,
but instead an overlook-able sign that we have actually been abducted by aliens
in the past.
Ta da! Mystery solved!
Now I just need to accept that if I never get better, it's at least in the name
of extra terrestrial science.
