thinking of dear ol’ lottie again…

i rolled in a dirty rat
got covered in its body fat
people waved their hands and said “phew”,
what has happened to you?
don’t bathe me I plan on stinkin,
don’t bathe me I plan on stinkin…



oh. the horror.

Drug myself out to see One Missed Call. Upon arrival there was only one other patron, though a good half dozen more showed up. Anyway, thoughts? Well, very similar to the rest of the J-horror I’ve seen (not to stereotype…) but surely more interesting and engaging than Ju-on, Kairo, Tomie… Still with the creepy shadow, slow moving ghost figures that seem to fill the japanese horror worlds. This time though, with the addition of the standard Miike “ending of confusion” working it’s way around multiple endings, none of which ever turn out to be the actual ending.

Saddest part is, it made me come face-to-face with my shameful interest in those cellular phone gizmos