Before I get into the meat of this entry, I would like to acknowledge the The Carnegie Library of Pittsburgh which offers an amazing collection of books, audiobooks and DVDs to everyone for free. If you’re in Pittsburgh and not using the Carnegie Library, then you are missing something.
This entry is about movies and books that have haunted me as a child – literally. These are stories of danger and courage which got embedded so deep when I saw them or read them that the very thought of them used to invoke the feeling of fear. In fact one of these movies had me petrified for long time as a child… for no rational reason – which I can recognize only now. As I write about the things which hanuted me, I realize that they were and some possibly still are numerous. For most of these I remembered the name, I remembered the story, and remembered the parts that haunted me. For others, I even forgot why they scared me so much and remembered only the fact that they had a profound impact on me.
So what were they? Well, the one that tops the list is the 1978 Charleston Heston movie – Gray Lady Down. I have no idea how old I was when I saw this movie or where I saw it. My guess is that I was probably four or five years old and I do remember that I saw it in a cinema hall. In the movie a nuclear submarine is incapacitated by a collission and lands up several hundred feet under water resting on a precarious incline. The movie depicts the rescue of the few who survived the collisions and the courageous men who traveled to the depths of the ocean to literally try to get humpty-dumpty back up again.
It took me over a decade to come to terms with Gray Lady down and nearly two before I was able to seek it out and watch it again in order to re-assure myself that though it is a chilling story, my reaction to it was more than extreme. I’ve since watched Gray Lady Down twice. It still gives me the chills, but I think I’m finally over it. But as a movie, it told an amazing story and it hit home.
The next item on the list of things which haunted me was a book – The Poseidon Adventure (sorry for the lack of a link, but neither Amazon not Barnes and Noble had this one…). Now, I am guessing that this was the bok, because in this case, I remember the story, in fact I remember distinct parts of the story, but did not remember the name of the book. But this past weekend, while at the Carnegie Library, the DVD for The Poseidon Adventure – the movie, caught my attention and I just had to see it if it was what I remembered.
The thing about the posiedon adventure which has me mesmerized till today, is trying to imagine the world upside down… our whole perception of how we see things is based on a certain orientation. And a change of orientation can really throught things for a loop. In The Poseidon Adventure, the survivors of that disaster, had to climb up to the bottom of the ship that had been complete flipped over by a tsunami caused by an undersea earthquake. The ship was completely inverted… floating…. no sinking as they clammered to reach the bottom — now the top of the ship with hopes of somehow penetrating its steel hull to escape.
There are several other books and movies and stories that have left their mark and I am sure there are several more that will. But to each that has the ability to cause such a long lasting effect I have to give them all a thumbs up.