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**LJ Idol Season 4 Week 2 Entry: What Terrifies Me**
When first I read the topic for this week’s LJ-Idol, I groaned. Upon reading some of the entries, I wondered if a post claiming what terrifies me is all the other entries might fly. The posts flooding in give terror a whole new name. Having just got off the phone with SirCaliban, our terror might actually be the prospect of taking a “bye” this week.
Having just told SirCaliban to phone it in if needs be, I am back to the wonderful world of contemplating that which terrifies me. Haunting my thoughts and dreams this week, I still do not have a good answer. Where do I go? I live in the greater DC area, thoughts of terrorism or nuclear attack simply get swept under the rug. We know it is out there, we know it can happen, we know it might likely happen. Best not to think about it, realizing that if the fates deem our time is up, so be it.
I could appease the nagging guilt in my head for being too busy to post about pediatric cancer in September. Throw out there the obligatory cancer card. I wouldn’t call that terrifying, though. Worrisome and stressful, sure. I loathe that disease. Could loathing count? What about my fear of my own strong emotions?
Instead, I believe I will delve once more into my childhood. Last week’s entry sort of counts towards this topic. So why not write up another entry that covers both? Perhaps I can get some extra credit points? Goodness knows, I could use all the help I can get!
Once more into my parental units goal to completely and utterly terrorize me. Dead Man Jones was not enough for those two! Isn’t there a saying about no rest for the weary? Or perhaps it is for the wicked? Either case could probably work when speaking of me. I still have insomnia, and I wonder if the terror of my childhood has anything to do with it.
I don’t recall just how old I was when my parents first showed me this movie. I only remember the fear that grasped at my young heart. How was I to know that my parents pick for Movie Night would seem so utterly realistic?
It started so innocently. Gathered around the TV with a bowl of fresh jiffy pop, we set in for the night. As the movie began, I should have known I was doomed when the BBC logo filled the screen. Oh this isn’t the BBC of today. This was the BBC I knew and loved as a child. Hokey effects, low budget, rubber monsters, and film quality that made my grandpa’s video camera look professional.
I don’t know just what it was. The good acting of the Brits, the film that made it look like a home movie lending to the realism, or the story itself. Any combination of the three perhaps? All I know is by the time the movie ended, I quaked with fear, clutching my teddy bear for dear life.
It was years before I could stare at the night sky without fearing a shooting star that would bring blindness upon me. For a girl that loved astronomy, you can imagine that double edged sword. When others would excitedly talk about meteor showers, I would want to hide under my bed. Every August the Perseid’s made me fear for my own life.
Just what was this horrible movie? Just what could terrorize me so much that now as a grown woman I sometimes stop to think twice?
Yes, the Triffids. A movie at least twenty years old terrified my child self. The Day of the Triffids begins when a meteor shower blinds virtually everyone on the planet. Rising to the top of the food chain, the mighty Triffid plants pull up their roots and hunt out their human prey. The only warning unsuspecting crippled humans got was the knocking sound from the base of the plant as it walked on its root feet.
Even worse, the knocking sound came from my window virtually every night. This bush outside my window would grow this one wild branch that reached up and tapped on my window in the wind. No matter how many times my father trimmed it, that branch reached up. Casting bizarre triffid-like shadows in my room and knocking on my window in an attempt to find me. I just knew it wanted to gobble me up.
Even worse, I still can’t eat celery, which is what my child-mind related the plants to.
A bad post-apocolyptic movie from the 1960’s terrorized me in the 1980’s. Affecting me in ways that I am still discovering.
You don’t want to know what Attack of the Killer Tomatoes did to me. I can barely touch a tomato today.
Am I twisted from insane terror from my childhood? Yes. Did I learn my lesson? Not at all, I still tune in to the new terrifying envisionments from the BBC. Hide behind the sofa, it’s Doctor Who time!
Somewhere, I know Freud is rubbing his hands with glee, happy at the torment on my psyche caused by my parents.
–Lady O
spydielives said:
OMG I haven’t thought about this movie in… YEARS!
Loved it.
Must find it.
Thank you!!!!
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Lady Ozma said:
Mwahahahahahahaha
You are very welcome!!!
This post could have been better I am sure. But it is what it is.
Now i must away. My mother is harassing me. Go read my latest LJ post though and crack up.
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browneyedgirl65 said:
Ha! Thanks for the trip down memory lane 😉
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n_decisive said:
At least it was good-bad TV that did it for you and time spent with your family? Right? 😦
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angstzeit said:
I’ve never seen that movie but my mom (a grown woman at the time) said it scared the hell out of her.
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newsong said:
Fantastic entry, you have my vote.
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ghostdancer1 said:
Oz’s parental units
Ok, in defense of myself (I’m Oz’s female parental unit) I have to admit–when we watched that version of Day of the Triffids I didn’t think it would be THAT BAD.
I mean the 1960’s movie that was made was NOTHING like the book. And I’d kind of expected the tv movie to be an update of that movie. The tv show, btw was made in 1981, so it was NOT the 1960’2 version with Howard Keel that Oz is talking about. The BBC version was MUCH more attune to Wyndham’s book, which was frankly terrifying because in the book the Triffids were a CREATED species. And the meteorites that blinded everyone? ALSO created by humans (satellites that ran rogue) I don’t really remember if they did that in the BBC one or not. The old 60’s movie both were just “things from outer space” (can we all remember how MANY invasion of planet Earth movies were being made back there??)
Anyway, we DID at least try to keep that pesky branch trimed down–but its STILL doing the same thing. Not sure why that one branch keeps shooting out a 5 foot long tendril, but hey, it does.
Hum, ya know, now that I think about it–wonder if I can find that BBC production of Day of the Triffids? I need to properly terror…er I mean ENTERTAIN the grandkids now. :oP
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spydielives said:
Re: Oz’s parental units
If you do… please let me know.
I loved that. The BBC version.
(I love creepy space things)
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ghostdancer1 said:
Re: Oz’s parental units
Spy–Deepdiscount.com has it–and they are having a 20% of sale too (just type in dvdtalk where it asks for a discount code. It will discount your entire order. Just do it before the 25th, because that’s when the sale ends. Oh, and the dvd is ALL the episodes. I hadn’t realized that it was a short lived TV show, but that explains why they were able to be so in depth with it.
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Lady Ozma said:
Re: Oz's parental units
I know why. That bush is evil. I swear it is going to uproot itself and make it’s way up the half a mile to my house. It has it in for me. It wants to eat me. I told you then, and I tell you now. It needs to GO AWAY.
*SHUDDER*
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Lady Ozma said:
Re: Oz's parental units
HEHEHE… Are you getting me this for Christmas?
Share the terror… buy the dvds for someone you love… to torment…. today!
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elva_undine said:
AAah if I were a kid that would have terrified me too! I’ve never even heard of it. *shudder*
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Lady Ozma said:
You are most welcome!!!! 🙂 And thanks for commenting!
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Lady Ozma said:
Absolutely!!!
This is how my family works… and my mother even signed up on LJ to comment about this. HAHAHHA We’re a messed up family! *GRINS*
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Lady Ozma said:
You so need to see it!!!
But beware!!!! BEWARE!!!!! It’ll scare the daylights out of you! HEHEHEHE
I don’t doubt that your mother was scared!
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Lady Ozma said:
Thanks!!!!!
U rock! 🙂 I sooooo appreciate it!
And I’m glad you enjoyed my entry!
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Lady Ozma said:
Rent it!
Let it terrorize you!!!!!!
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angstzeit said:
Re: You so need to see it!!!
Looks like I need to take a trip to the video store.
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Lady Ozma said:
Re: You so need to see it!!!
Maybe Netflix has it???? You better not watch it in the dark… or alone. You might find yourself screamin in terror!!!
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elva_undine said:
Re: Rent it!
Perhaps when I’m sufficiently recovered from Christopher Lambert’s version of Beowulf I’ll give it a shot! It looks…incredible.
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kittenboo said:
those stupid corny horror movies did me in too as a kid. The blob, Godzilla, Planet of the Apes…
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Lady Ozma said:
Ooooh my goodness… yes they did!
I still know parts of the stinking blob theme song… LOL And now it’s in my head!
*SAVE ME NOW*
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