Thanksgiving: A Horror Movie. Aw, now I want to see it! ;-)
And I'm thinking about traditions, little details, that could be messed up. The potatoes aren't mashed. That's just be way wrong.
And that clip for The Ritual reminds me of a story my Dad tells. He was off canoeing and camping by himself. All the trees had lost their bark (flooding I think) and were a creepy off-white color. There was no noise. At one point he saw a bird, goose maybe, flying off by itself. After dark some noise woke him, like someone stepping on a twig. He was reading a book on the Rosenbergs and was nearing their deaths. He realized everything around him was a symbol of death, closed the book, went to sleep, and got out of their ASAP the next morning.
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Date: 2019-07-14 01:00 pm (UTC)And I'm thinking about traditions, little details, that could be messed up. The potatoes aren't mashed. That's just be way wrong.
And that clip for The Ritual reminds me of a story my Dad tells. He was off canoeing and camping by himself. All the trees had lost their bark (flooding I think) and were a creepy off-white color. There was no noise. At one point he saw a bird, goose maybe, flying off by itself. After dark some noise woke him, like someone stepping on a twig. He was reading a book on the Rosenbergs and was nearing their deaths. He realized everything around him was a symbol of death, closed the book, went to sleep, and got out of their ASAP the next morning.