The scene in the start of Jurassic Park in the rain scares the shit out if me… similarly in poltergeist when the graves start floating up in the flood.
I saw it on a VCR in 1983, the year after it came out. I had spent the morning in a grammar exam for a Latin intensive program and then on to the funeral of a fellow speed freak.
Then I partied with some friends after the funeral until about midnight. Weed and beer. No hallucinogens.
So I told a shortcut through this sort of underpass that went under the church and saved me a block.
First thing I see is a passed out dude in a polka dot costume, just like the monster in the movie.
As if that wasn’t enough, he’s next to a shopping cart full of body parts. I’m sure it was just some . mannequin parts he got from some clothing store on Telegraph Avenue.
But some kind of warning bell went off in my head: just keep walking. The memory is still vivid many years later.
The “just keep walking” thing has kept me out of a lot of shit in life.
And yeah, I haven’t had speed in several decades .
I was obsessed with dinosaurs as a kid and convinced my parents to let me see it in the theater when I was 6. I was so fucking terrified at the opening scene I pretended I needed to pee so I could step out for a minute.
I did come back and loved the movie though, so I guess it wasn’t that bad.
Jurassic Park and Poltergeist.
The scene in the start of Jurassic Park in the rain scares the shit out if me… similarly in poltergeist when the graves start floating up in the flood.
JFC Poltergeist.
I saw it on a VCR in 1983, the year after it came out. I had spent the morning in a grammar exam for a Latin intensive program and then on to the funeral of a fellow speed freak.
Then I partied with some friends after the funeral until about midnight. Weed and beer. No hallucinogens.
So I told a shortcut through this sort of underpass that went under the church and saved me a block.
First thing I see is a passed out dude in a polka dot costume, just like the monster in the movie.
As if that wasn’t enough, he’s next to a shopping cart full of body parts. I’m sure it was just some . mannequin parts he got from some clothing store on Telegraph Avenue.
But some kind of warning bell went off in my head: just keep walking. The memory is still vivid many years later.
The “just keep walking” thing has kept me out of a lot of shit in life.
And yeah, I haven’t had speed in several decades .
I was obsessed with dinosaurs as a kid and convinced my parents to let me see it in the theater when I was 6. I was so fucking terrified at the opening scene I pretended I needed to pee so I could step out for a minute.
I did come back and loved the movie though, so I guess it wasn’t that bad.