Today I was forced to watch the movie Contagion for our science class.
I do not recommend this movie. I have always been a very imaginative and sensitive person when it comes to movies, and this one was no exception. I was already stifling horrified tears ten minutes in as the camera shot long takes of Gwyneth Paltrow’s character foaming at the mouth as her young son looked on.
Finally I decided that the only way I could live through this movie was to become utterly heartless. Every time I thought a character would die, I thought, “Good, yes, I want them to die. People ruin the earth anyway. We need to die off.” It helped a little, but now that the movie’s over I still cannot shake this feeling of remorse and terror and not-wanting-to-touch-anything in my gut.
Rant Time: Why was this movie made?? Why would anyone want to watch a movie that will freak you out?? Why on earth would someone buy a dvd of this movie??? And why did my professor make us watch it??
I am very. Very. Unhappy.