We watched War of the Worlds the other night. Not a good choice for me. I'm the type of person that sees freaky shapes in shadows and jumps at weird noises in the night on a regular basis.
Over all, I've made some pretty good choices about my movie viewing based on that. I watch 30 minutes of Signs and left the room. I turn people down when they offer to lend me their copies of horror or scary suspense movies. Nope, ain't doing it. I still regret being talked into watching Sixth Sense because I was tired of people making hints and feeling out of the loop. That movie kept me up at night for three days. I kept seeing movement out of the corner of my eye. I swear I lost about five years off my life.
So I hear about War of the Worlds, and not having a tv to see the previews with, I'm picturing a part that Wil Smith might have turned down. Spielburg goes back to his roots. Oh, I'm familiar with the story, I have been reading science fiction since I was 8. Wells is classic. But dang. seriously. dang. yes it was slow. yes it was tom cruise at his most wooden, but it was Spielburg at his most Spielburgiest. Only spielburg can be so slow and so emotionally draining at the same time. Dakota Fanning was fantastic, btw. did she need counseling after that? yikes.
Of course, Steve had to tease me. He found the movie suspenseful but not as scary as I did. Yes, I'm a wimp and a scaredy cat. Yes I took a sleeping pill before I went to bed and no it didn't work.
I'll always be the nerd at the slumber party who has to call her mom because everyone else wants to watch the Exorcist. sigh.