When I’m driving home from work in the middle of the night, there’s a stretch of Interstate 81 where I’m often the only car on the road. It’s where the highway splits-off, takes a sudden upward slant, and heads toward the Sno Mountain ski resort. And it sometimes gives me a mild case of the willies.
If there are other vehicles around I don’t think too much about it. But when I’m all alone out there I get a tad uneasy. It feels like I’m in the first thirty minutes of a horror movie, the part where they’re letting you get to know the characters – so you care about them once the slaughter commences.
Also, there was a (made-for-HBO?) movie several years ago, that often pops into my head when I’m traveling that road at night. It starred Meat Loaf, if you can believe it. Yes, good ol’ Meat drove around in an eighteen wheeler, picked up foolish hitchhikers and whatnot, and mutilated them inside the elaborately tricked-out rolling death chamber, hidden inside his trailer.
I remember making jokes about that flick when I first saw it, but it’s stuck with me – for years. I find myself thinking about it more often than the movie probably deserves.
And what if I break down on that desolate section of 81, and a “trucker” comes to my rescue? How will I know he’s really hauling Ritz crackers and/or medical waste? What if the pallets of tuna on the back of his rig are merely a façade, hiding an amputation laboratory with a blood drain in the floor?
Stupid Meat Loaf… he’s gotten inside my head, maaan.
But luckily, it’s only a few miles, and the uneasiness quickly fades. Once I reach the top of the “mountain,” everything returns to normal. That is, I start to see Pizza Hut signs again, and it’s not quite so Donner Party.
Is there a road, a house, or just a section of town or whatever, that gives you a case of the irrational heebie-jeebies? Tell us about it, won’t you?
And, while we’re at it, what movie that you know is retarded, has had an unexplainable lasting effect on you?
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