Monday, October 20, 2008

Thirty Years ago I cried like a girl

When I was a toddler my mom took me to see Watership Down. I sort of remember seeing some rabbits and blood before the tears blocked my vision and my mom asked the 15 year old behind the counter for her money back. Rabbits aren't supposed to hurt each other. It's been thirty years and I still don't think I could make it through the movie.

Oh the horror!

1 comment:

Randy Sexer said...

I saw that fuckin movie at school when i was in second grade. That scene where the dog rips the throat out of the bunny might have been innappropriate.

I didn't cry, though.