Camping...
No, not the gay kind, the outdoor in a tent kind.

I managed to watch 'The Blair Witch Project' in the cinema 2 days before I went stealth camping on my own in the New Forest.

Taken individually:

A) The Blair Witch Project - Enjoyable film, bit scary, but not too bad.

B) Camping on one's tod in the woods, not scary. Quite fun avoiding getting caught.

A + B = Seriously fucking spooked out dude on his own who is terrified of every noise he hears while cowering in his tent.

I'm such a twat.
(Strangechap I look normal on the outside..., Wed 13 Apr 2011, 11:21, 12 replies)

I'm afraid you are wrong
the Blair Witch Project was complete fucking shite. Not scary and not enjoyable due to being hugely shit.
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Wed 13 Apr 2011, 11:32, closed)

^^^^^
What she said.
( The Mock Turtle ™ --- Thinks you are a cunt, on, Wed 13 Apr 2011, 11:50, closed)

The lead's hanging snotters
were quite unsettling.
(sarcastic fringehead feet of clay, buns of steel, head of lettuce, Wed 13 Apr 2011, 12:14, closed)

I enjoyed it.
Should I be shot?
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Wed 13 Apr 2011, 12:40, closed)

i too thought it was great.
*lines up next to you*
( janet aylia y'all motherfuckers need jesus, Wed 13 Apr 2011, 13:10, closed)

each to their own innit
I thought it was terrible, and that was even without the camera making me feel sick. I blame poor seats in the cinema for that though.
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Wed 13 Apr 2011, 17:53, closed)

Although not the best film I've seen...
I certainly didn't feel disappointed as I left the cinema.

And it freaked me out 2 days later, which in my mind got me my money's worth.

Isn't it funny though how some people see a film and think it's utter shite, yet others don't think it's too bad.

It's like that fucking awful film with the weird rabbit in, Donnie Darko. People rave about that, but I just didn't get it and hate it with a passion. People ask me why I didn't like it, and I don't know. Just didn't.

Partly because it didn't really end. I had to look it up on the google machine to find out what happened, and even that couldn't tell me. In fact it seems even the fucking director didn't really know.

I think I have just got a poor taste in films. Ah well.
(Strangechap I look normal on the outside..., Wed 13 Apr 2011, 13:13, closed)

I did much the same thing
[Pearoast, sorry]

I'd gone an early morning swim while on holiday, aged about 11. My sister and I had gone waaaaayyy out to sea, because it was dead flat calm, almost mirror smooth. We'd made it out to a buoy about half a mile from the beach, and it was eerily silent; early morning with no-one around, no waves, no wind.

Slightly unsettling, already. Our voices seemed to be sucked away into nothingness. Facing away from the beach we seemed to be alone on an infinite, smooth plane of water, utterly alone in the ocean.

THEN I remembered that we'd seen Jaws the day before.

I think I was still swimming as I hit the road at the top of the beach...
(moon monkey is busy making memories worth repressing, Wed 13 Apr 2011, 12:00, closed)

swimming way out to sea can be fucking creepy anyway
even without having recently watched Jaws.
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Wed 13 Apr 2011, 12:16, closed)

I got creeped out
swimming my mile badge in the swimming baths just after having watched Jaws. I couldn't swim at the deep end on my back - had to go onto my front for that bit just in case someone had accidentally let a man-eating great white into the public baths.
(Smale is stuffed, Wed 13 Apr 2011, 12:24, closed)

No-one expects Pool Shark!

(moon monkey is busy making memories worth repressing, Wed 13 Apr 2011, 12:29, closed)

Ah...
Watched it the first time and thought it ok. Wasn't until some 6 months (early February) later I was walking home from the then GF early in the morning through the cemetery with loads of trees I suddenly got very scared and ran all the way home...

Second time I was watching it and the GF (different one, some years later) decided rather than try to drunkenly unlock the door, knocking on the window would be a good idea...
( snee held his breath since, Wed 13 Apr 2011, 14:00, closed)