The Paranormal Activity.

Recently I have gotten into the habit of seeing a new movie and writing about it the next day, or if I haven’t done a blog that day, I would just write it for that day. I saw Paranormal Activity a few days ago; I think it was on Thursday, so it was more than a few days ago, but yeah, I saw it. Recently I have just been in a real horror movie mood, because I realised that I love watching them but they just never scare me. I have jumped, I have had shivers sent down my spine, but I have never had sleepless nights before, and I have never had nightmares about a movie or anything like that. My excitement for Paranormal Activity was sky high, all my friends have been telling me of their sleepless nights they have been having after they saw it and Facebook status after Facebook status talking about how scary or amazing it is has just made me want to see it.

After I got eleven dollars in change together, I told Andrew that I want to go see it. He has already seen it but he always told me how he wants to see it again because it’s ‘so fucked’. Dajana hasn’t seen it so she came along as well. I remember being a kid, hearing of The Exorcist from mum, hearing about the sleepless nights that she had from seeing it, will this be the movie that freaks the fuck out of me, giving me sleepless nights? I hope so. Dajana was scared from the second we walked into the movie foyer, I was excited, I wanted to be scarred for life, I wanted this movie to fuck me over completely and turn me into a psychopath who is afraid of sleeping... at least for a little while.

If you didn’t already know, Paranormal Activity is one of those movies that are filmed like The Blair Witch Project and Cloverfield was. Luckily, the camera isn’t as annoying as the one from those movies, but the shit part is that the two characters in the movie are more annoying than when that guy or girl that you don’t want to talk to on Facebook says hey on chat. You don’t want to delete them, that would just be mean, but you don’t want to talk to them. Fifty percent of the movie is just footage of them doing whatever it is that they do during their day, eating, sleeping, cooking, watching TV, swimming, playing guitar, just usual things that you would do to try and build suspense. I found it hard to take this suspense seriously though, because whenever the girl was in trouble or whenever she was scared, she would scream for her boyfriend by the name of Mika. So whenever I heard Mika being called from wherever she was, the only thing that was going through my head was ‘we are not who you think we are, we are golden, we are golden!’

Unfortunately, the movie is just eighty minutes of suspense, and then some scary shit happens at the end. There are some fucked things that go on throughout the movie but nothing that I lost any sleep over. Or at least that’s what I thought... and I was right. The end of the movie is fucking scary, like not the end, but the thing that happens before the end. I thought the ending was silly and I was just like, ‘oh fuck off’ and I think I actually said it out loud so yeah, sorry to anyone who was in the cinema if I ruined your experience completely. I started to get up after the movie and I was just like, ‘that was fucked’ because it was, then when Andrew told me that it actually isn’t a true story, all the positive things that I thought about that movie just went away. I was so happy that something like that actually happened, like that is just fucked up, that’s great because that means that there is actually something after death, but that movie is not even true.

There was one part where my entire body had shivers going through it, but that is really it. There was that one fucked scene but that is really it. I got home and went to bed, then I just got up and I was not tired or something. I wasn’t scared, but I just thought that I would be better off if I stayed awake til daylight and then went to bed. I stayed awake until like six in the morning and then mum got up and said that I was ridiculous for still being awake so I went to bed. I was kind of scared of something happening, but then I remembered that I am not being followed by a demon, so I slept more than peacefully and I have been ever since. Really though, the movie was just a teenage dream of a teenage circus, and the demon was just running around like a clown on purpose. I did not really give a damn about the family that they came from, but that demon wasn’t giving up just because they were young because he just really wanted some, like he just wanted to kill them or something because they weren’t who he thought they were, they were golden.