Watching the Lathe of Heaven, a 1979 film based on a book that caused me to scream aloud, fully awake while reading, in sheer existential terror. I wonder what will happen.
I was probably eleven at that time so if nothing else I have a lot more experience this time around
oh shit it's a ghost tape
the original film has been lost or destroyed
spoopy
the colors are kind of fucked
should every movie start with an A-bomb? this one does
main character's boxers look weird in some way
damn, I miss the days of original, orchestral soundtracks
shit, they weren't kidding about the ghosting effects. people seem to shift strangely but it's just the bad film copy
BACK WHEN YOUR THERAPIST OFFERED YOU MULTIPLE KINDS OF SMOKES
bring on the dream helmets!
lol these visualizers
HORSES
INSTITUTE
gosh I love this story tho
this 70s filming is so appropriate
could do without this sea turtle looking at a naked man tho
oh gosh, the skin greying looks very bad
I think they left out the part where he dreams a pile of shit on the psychologist's desk, which is too bad
I don't remember this sex scene at all wtf
i guess he gets the girl in the movie? I mean, I guess that's cool
when's the terror tho
well, they did their best
it ends with ice cream
gr8 job
wow