White Noise

Brendon and I watched "White Noise" last night with Michael Keaton.  It's not a very good movie. The main thing is they build your anticipation and then, the story line crumbles...or actually was non existant. 

 

Aside from that though, I HATED the movie because I was scared the whole time.  I know, I know, crazy!  A movie. But lately any movie with demons in it it or evil spirits make me so scared. I'm scarred from years of nightmares I guess. I used to have dreams where demons, or a few times Satan himself was hunting my family. It was weird because each time they would take the body of a different male...once Satan was a doctor from Chicago hope! and he was persuing my little sister. So, I am prone to freaky dreams.  And there was a circumstance where Melanie was attacked in the park by a girl apparently possessed. She pulled Mel across the picnic table onto the ground and talked in different gutteral voices and we wrestled with her for hours before someone appeared out of nowhere to help.  I wish I knew where Mark was now....he was an angel, he protected us and called Gary.  So needless to say...I don't like demon movies. I feel stupid about that, I'm an adult, but whatever...know thyself I guess. I think Brendon's arm might have nail marks in it.