but I also like roller coasters and wish I knew aerobatics.
Haaaaaaah. I got dragged onto roller coasters precisely twice in my life by my middle sister (who thought I was spoiled and unadventurous) and both times I thought I was going to fucking DIE. I think part of it is I had regular anxiety attacks from childhood on, so jolts of adrenaline are not associated with fun for me.
I don't do well when my entire field of vision is a movie
Oh yeah, me either. That sets off the anxiety but good. Even better if I'm in a middle row and there are people on either side and in front and in back of me. Brain starts going OH HELL WE CAN'T GET OUT. Thanks, brain! -- And for some reason most previews will also kick off the anxiety, I think it's how they're edited and the sound's usually jacked up. With all that in the mix I don't need the movie itself flipping me out!
I have a grudge against Nolan not just for his fixation with dead evil wives -- the first time my panic disorder really kicked in during a movie was in the opening of Memento when there was that SURPRISE gunshot. My startle reflex jumped up to 11 and remained there for the whole rest of the damn movie and after that I associated movie theatres with panic attacks and couldn't see films in them for years. Which sucked because my parents had been taking me to see movies since I was six (Star Wars, Close Encounters). I did see Interstellar in the theatre since I was annoyed at missing Inception, but Interstellar was an even worse movie with the added bonus of Nolan horribly mixing the sound on purpose. //blah blah blah babble
I should really stop being surprised that things have fandoms on AO3, even when those things are spare, shaky-cam anti-epics.
I think I've seen people talking about the two pilots? Tom Hardy and a French one? Or maybe a French sailor or something. Or James D'Arcy and I think Kenneth Branagh. I would watch D'Arcy in pretty much anything, I will admit.
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Haaaaaaah. I got dragged onto roller coasters precisely twice in my life by my middle sister (who thought I was spoiled and unadventurous) and both times I thought I was going to fucking DIE. I think part of it is I had regular anxiety attacks from childhood on, so jolts of adrenaline are not associated with fun for me.
I don't do well when my entire field of vision is a movie
Oh yeah, me either. That sets off the anxiety but good. Even better if I'm in a middle row and there are people on either side and in front and in back of me. Brain starts going OH HELL WE CAN'T GET OUT. Thanks, brain! -- And for some reason most previews will also kick off the anxiety, I think it's how they're edited and the sound's usually jacked up. With all that in the mix I don't need the movie itself flipping me out!
I have a grudge against Nolan not just for his fixation with dead evil wives -- the first time my panic disorder really kicked in during a movie was in the opening of Memento when there was that SURPRISE gunshot. My startle reflex jumped up to 11 and remained there for the whole rest of the damn movie and after that I associated movie theatres with panic attacks and couldn't see films in them for years. Which sucked because my parents had been taking me to see movies since I was six (Star Wars, Close Encounters). I did see Interstellar in the theatre since I was annoyed at missing Inception, but Interstellar was an even worse movie with the added bonus of Nolan horribly mixing the sound on purpose. //blah blah blah babble
I should really stop being surprised that things have fandoms on AO3, even when those things are spare, shaky-cam anti-epics.
I think I've seen people talking about the two pilots? Tom Hardy and a French one? Or maybe a French sailor or something. Or James D'Arcy and I think Kenneth Branagh. I would watch D'Arcy in pretty much anything, I will admit.