July 18, 2012
My summer contract is with a movie studio. It's been a long time since I last stepped foot on a lot and I forget how much I missed it, missed being around people (mostly dudes) who love their gadgets and talk about books and comics and dubstep and sports and movies. Especially movies.
My project is a movie project, and I love it. Part of my competitor research involves downloading movies. I know, I know, don't cry for me, Argentina. Sometimes you walk into the break room in the office and there's a big pile of DVDs for everyone, or posters. The entire floor I'm on is papered in movie posters.
One of those posters was for Chernobyl Diaries, and when I first say it a few weeks ago -- or has it been two months? I'm behind, I have so many stories to tell you -- anyway, I was intrigued. And two of the designers are talking about it one day, or maybe I brought it up, but I was up ON IT.
"I really want to see that film," I said. "Like, are they going into the exclusion zone? Is there re-population?"
"Uh, what?" said Jeremy.
"Huh?" said Remco.
"The exclusion zone!" I said. "You know, tree kill and contamination area. And will they be interviewing survivors? For long-term effects? Are there any this much time later?"
There is silence. Then,
"YEAH, IF BY SURVIVORS YOU MEAN ZOMBIES," says Remco.
It takes me a moment. Then:
"They made a fucking zombie movie out of Chernobyl?" I am fairly beside myself. "You mean it's not a documentary?"
"Uh, no," says Remco, "Chernobyl Diaries is not a documentary!"
"And the blonde is probably the first to go," says Jeremy.
There was much laughing across the land, and the land was amused. The land thinks it is funny when I am a dumbass.
So that is my tip for you today, Chernobyl Diaries -- not a documentary!
Bob knows everyone has blonde moments.
Posted by laurie at July 18, 2012 3:33 AM