Last night I got to see Coraline in 3D. I'm one of those few who hadn't read the book (yet), but I was completely entranced by the story.
And creeped out of my wits.
The buttons. Oh, dear God, the buttons.
I now just might suffer from koumpounophobia:
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BUTTONS ARE EVIL.
ALL BUTTONS.
That is all.
I'm going to state the obvious here...wait for it..."teh book is way creepier." :D The "other mother" freaked me RIGHT out. She's way less monster-y and way more OTHER MOTHER-Y in print. But in both, the buttons are what hold it all together.
I used to work with a girl who came completely unglued whenever she found a button on the floor. She'd practically start hyperventilating, grimace and wheeze, "buttons... buttons..."
THAT was creepy. And it was like, 1993... Her ambition in life was to be the best stripper in a small town.
(TMI-- sorry)
I need to see Coraline/ read it.
Must get out of the cave more often.
Wow, look, if I post something people will COMMENT! How cool is that?
Thanks guys. :)
Emily: I do need to read the book. Absolutely.
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