Saturday, May 06, 2006

Memories of Terror

Man. Someone on this one message board just mentioned the one thing thaqt truly terrified me beyond all other things when I was a kid. Q: The Winged Serpent. Back in small times when we could still afford HBO, this movie would come on, and it would freak my shit out. That flying snake-god thing just had to be real, and it just had to be coming to eat me and my dog. If I watched that movie, I wouldn't be able to sleep comfortably for weeks. Even now, as someone who rounds up to thirty years old and has seen multiple Evil Dead movies, a Faces of Death video, and got real bored one night and read a bunch of Cannibal Corpse lyrics, looking at stills from this movie gives me kind of a weird, uneasy feeling. Holy crap.

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