I know I said I went to Seattle last weekend, but I forgot to mention one of the coolest places we went to: The Science Fiction Museum. It's in the same building as the Experience Music Project, which is crazy looking, and it's filled with almost everything you could dream of, as far as science fiction goes. There was Yoda, some costumes from Dune, a few Tribbles, the freaking crossbow from Barbarella, and about a bazillion fat dudes in trenchcoats who looked like they lived with their moms. (Like I'm one to talk!) As far as movies are concerned, they had it all covered. There were even a lot of novel and comic book references, most of which I had no idea about. These people were serious about their science fiction, and my sister and I were kind of lamenting that it wasn't more campy.
But there was one thing that stopped both my sister and I dead in our tracks: E.T. Despite what pop culture may say about that movie, it scared the shit out of my sister and I and we had nightmares for weeks. A lot of it had to do with that decontamination scene, but shit, the glowing heart and finger didn't help. Neither does the neck that stretches to six feet or those mongoloid eyes. Even at the age of thirty-two, I had to run away from the E.T. doll in the museum and cover my eyes when I was looking at the stuff close to him. So far in my life, the only person who gets this incurable fear of E.T is my sister. In fact, most people give me a lot of shit for it. So here's my question: is there anyone else out there who hates E.T.? Personally, I would rather drop kick his ass back into space than hide him in a closet and dress him up for halloween. And screw letting him drink my beer.
2 comments:
I like E.T.
E.T like you.
Whom do you like?
I like this spiral.
I also share your insane fear of ET. I use to love that movie when I was little and then one day it scared the hell outta me. I don't know why it started but I had nightmares every night of him chasing me and trying to kill me. I got a dream catcher and the nightmares stopped. I'd say I first saw the movie when I was 4. I'm 23 now and will still close my eyes cover my ears and will even sing or hum to not see anything ET. Even if someone points their finger at me it freaks me out and my eyes water. My friends and hubby make fun of me. I can't control it. I wish I could. I absolutely hate red lights. If a room only has red lights it freaks me out. The music freaks me out too. You both are not alone.
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