Quarter life crisis....

Being 23 is tough. You feel weird when people actually treat you like an adult, at the same time you realise you aren’t that young anymore, when you actually have to decipher your 16 year old brother’s facebook status as if it’s some kind of long lost language and you’re like “What on earth is he trying to say?” 

You spent your entire childhood with eager anticipation for your sweet 16^th birthday, and then you turn 18, which was cool because you could now get married and you get to vote and have a driving license. Then you turn 20, and then 21, which was still cool. At 22 you’re in final year college, so it’s still okay.

Then, “OUCH! “

Before you know it you’re 23 and then it’s not so cool anymore because the next year you’ll be 24 and then 25 the next, which means by the time you finish your education, get settled and establish your career, you’d be like almost 30 which is such a profound transition.

What makes it even harder is that all your friends are getting married and having kids and you are like so single that you have absolutely no clue at all who might be your future husband, you can’t even think of a single guy to whom there might be a rare probability that you'll get married to. Forget about getting married, you don’t even have a person whom you are texting on the phone who might someday be your boyfriend. So, when people ask why you're single or why you are still not married, you'd tell them how you are not really interested and how perfectly happy you are on your own but deep down, that isn't actually the case:-)

I am not usually this pessimistic but being a girl, these things occasionally do occupy your mind, quite frequently. sigh!

Some movie musings...

Apparently, I am a horror movie junkie. I love horror movies, which makes no sense considering the fact that I scream whenever someone pat my shoulder from behind and I jumped whenever I saw that scene from “The Excorcism of Emily Rose” when her friend found her with  twisted neck, lying contorted and motionless on the floor. That gave me a pretty bad scare for quite a few days.

I  love  Japanese horror, Korean too for that matter. The Hollywood horror genre has become stale, either it’s  a remake of Japanese version or totally predictable. I love how the Japanese come up with such bizzare, dark, twisted plots which do not disappoint you till the very end of the movie unlike other Hollywood versions with those jellylike hairy monsters which aren’t scary at all (Hellraiser, Nightmare on Elm street, Texas Chainsaw Massacre).

But lately every Asian horror I came across have that same white-clad, face coverd with long black haired ghost girl which I find a little disappointing. Or it maybe because I’ve seen too much of it, that  no amount of horror movie could not scare me anymore but that was until last week when I saw this movie “Noroi a.k.a The Curse” and I was like “This is it !!!”

"Noroi" is a Japanese genre one-camera documentary which made it so real that it scares you bad, very bad. I especially loved it because there is no vengeful-spirit black haired girl in sight anywhere in the movie. It’s a must-see for anyone who loves horror though some scenes might give you few sleepless nights. It’s at your own risk but it would be a shame to miss something as good as this. And now that I am writing this post in the middle of the night alone in my room, I’m starting to remember scenes which I really don’t like to remember. Might as well keep the lights on:)

Here's the trailer:-

    

.....and the creepy bad ending..

P.S- I did not see this you tube clip before posting it here:)