My phobia
One thing, before I get into any detail about my character-destroying phobia – Ben found the Gnarls Barkely CD on Sunday!
So, the thieves that broke into our house didn't take ANY of our CDs.
None.
This makes me feel old & very uncool (but I can not-so-secretly blame it on Ben and his Billy Joel collection, they were out and obvious – and I admit that if I were a thief I wouldn't bother going any further if this was the first thing I saw).
Anyway, I'm bringing up something entirely different now.
I have a vomit phobia and it's destroying my enjoyment of the cinema.
The phobia is borderline manageable.
I'm not going to go on about it for two reasons, first, because I've found that as soon as I talk about it people want to tell me stories about when they vomit and award-winning tales of vomitting times past; and second, because I will end up having to write the word vomit in this blog too many times, and that makes me uncomfortable. I will say though, that I don't vomit, so it's not so much about me vomitting as it is about other people vomitting. Of course, it's obviously got something to do with control. And that's enough about that.
What I thought was worthy of having a bit of a rant about is what seems to be an increase of vomit in film and television. What is with that?
I'm guessing it's got something to do with the whole gross-out trend of a few years back, think Tom Green and Fear Factor, but what it now means is that no genre is safe. Puppets vomit (Team America) for fuck's sake. Vomit seems to be the new black, the darling of all directors. It's like vomiting lends a film instant cred and a hard core edge that stops it from being lumped in with the feel-good flicks of the last 50 years? Maybe. I guess it worked for Rules of Attraction. Everyone seemed to forget that this film STARRED Dawson, from Dawson's Creek, but because someone vomits in the very first scene then it gets reviews like 'quirky and interesting'.
It's not that I think it can't be used to some affect, for example I dealt with the two vomit scenes in Deadwood - they kinda made sense, but I'm not happy about random vomit being thrown into shows like the Mighty Boosh – why would they do that?? (Jenn you didn't warn me about that one).
It's NOT cool.
I may be too sensitive about this, but bear with me, I'm the one stuck at home watching re-runs of Man From Snowy River.
One other thing, if you're watching My Name is Earl, which can only be mildly recommended - check out the soundtrack, it totally rocks! Someone knows what they're doing.
Seriously, listen.
Oh, and the last thing, mentioning Dawson from Dawson's Creek reminds me that we still haven't seen Suri. I'm going crazy with curiosity.
So, the thieves that broke into our house didn't take ANY of our CDs.
None.
This makes me feel old & very uncool (but I can not-so-secretly blame it on Ben and his Billy Joel collection, they were out and obvious – and I admit that if I were a thief I wouldn't bother going any further if this was the first thing I saw).
Anyway, I'm bringing up something entirely different now.
I have a vomit phobia and it's destroying my enjoyment of the cinema.
The phobia is borderline manageable.
I'm not going to go on about it for two reasons, first, because I've found that as soon as I talk about it people want to tell me stories about when they vomit and award-winning tales of vomitting times past; and second, because I will end up having to write the word vomit in this blog too many times, and that makes me uncomfortable. I will say though, that I don't vomit, so it's not so much about me vomitting as it is about other people vomitting. Of course, it's obviously got something to do with control. And that's enough about that.
What I thought was worthy of having a bit of a rant about is what seems to be an increase of vomit in film and television. What is with that?
I'm guessing it's got something to do with the whole gross-out trend of a few years back, think Tom Green and Fear Factor, but what it now means is that no genre is safe. Puppets vomit (Team America) for fuck's sake. Vomit seems to be the new black, the darling of all directors. It's like vomiting lends a film instant cred and a hard core edge that stops it from being lumped in with the feel-good flicks of the last 50 years? Maybe. I guess it worked for Rules of Attraction. Everyone seemed to forget that this film STARRED Dawson, from Dawson's Creek, but because someone vomits in the very first scene then it gets reviews like 'quirky and interesting'.
It's not that I think it can't be used to some affect, for example I dealt with the two vomit scenes in Deadwood - they kinda made sense, but I'm not happy about random vomit being thrown into shows like the Mighty Boosh – why would they do that?? (Jenn you didn't warn me about that one).
It's NOT cool.
I may be too sensitive about this, but bear with me, I'm the one stuck at home watching re-runs of Man From Snowy River.
One other thing, if you're watching My Name is Earl, which can only be mildly recommended - check out the soundtrack, it totally rocks! Someone knows what they're doing.
Seriously, listen.
Oh, and the last thing, mentioning Dawson from Dawson's Creek reminds me that we still haven't seen Suri. I'm going crazy with curiosity.
posted by Krock at 10:02 PM
3 Comments:
did you just try to get sympathy describing how you're stuck at home watching Man From Snowy River re-runs? You don't fool me! i know you love it..
xxL
Jenn forgot about that vomit, sorry. We can't picture where it is.
borderline manageable? maybe...
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