Sunday, September 27, 2009

Paranormal Activity Screening in Chicago


I decided that I should have documented my experience at the Music Box when I went to go see Paranormal Activity. My buddies and me got there 2 hours early and the line was already long. About midway into the wait we were getting hungry so my and my buddy left for Subway while my other friend decided to wait behind and save our spot. Well, after we got done eating all we really did was bullshit each other until some creepy tall guy with a beard came out of nowhere and yelled “FREDDYSFINGERS” at me. Turns out it’s Shuizmz from Horror Society. I also met Dr. Gore (Again), Kreeplady Kristen for the first time, A few folks from Wild Claw Theater and Stu from BuyZombie (again).


Left to right: Me, Shuizmz, Stuart Conover

Once we got into the theater after the long wait we were greeted by free popcorn and soda all courtesy of Paramount Pictures. They shoveled all of regular ticket holders into a small seating area to the right of the theater and all the people who bought their tickets from Ain’t it Cool were piled into the center and left seating rows. It was then when the Horror Society folks and me broke apart. Never saw them again. The movie was awesome and it actually frightened me but the real horror was when my buddies and I, after the premiere, went back to the brown line and realized the train stops running after certain hours.

Well, we trekked to the red line but it was fun seeing all my horror Illini blogging buddies again and some new faces. The next even where I might see some of them again will be tomorrow’s Zombieland red carpet premier. 

4 comments:

Stuart Conover said...

Now that your in the city I'm sure we'll run into each other at more events ;)

shu said...

We all definitely will run into each other, for we are horror movie geeks!

Mr. Johnny Sandman said...

I agree, by faith we have to run into one another.

Anonymous said...

Was that suppossed to be an interesting story? You got in line, got out of line to get a sandwich, got back in line and amazingly ran into a group of fellow social outcasts at an event where you should have known without a doubt you would all be attending?
I'm going against the age-old good advise that if you can't say something nice don't say anything at all, to suggest to you that if you have nothing to say, then don't waste people's time by saying it.

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