Imagine watching a really scary horror film with Loki. You’re both trying not to let on how frightened you are until a particularly bad jump scare leads the two of you to suddenly leaping towards each other. You and Loki end up holding each other close for the rest of the movie.
Have I got a story for you! After I went to McNally Jackson to buy some books for my trip, I decided to treat myself to a pre-Birthday movie. My friend is a critic in Boston and he told me I should check out ‘Raw.’ However, he warned me, “Bring a barf bag.” I him saying that and I thought, “Pssh! It’s probably not that bad.” Well, guess what? It was!
As soon as the main character *spoiler alert* ate her sister’s finger after she cut it off during a freak Brazilian wax accident, I felt myself getting lightheaded. I got up, walked to the door, which I had a hard time getting open (because this is where everything started to get fuzzy), walked out into the lobby, and—you guessed it—passed out. When I woke up, I was surrounded by some members of the staff and a couple of kind, caring moviegoers. They helped me into a chair, gave me a free candy and soda, as my blood sugar was waaaaay low, a voucher, and checked in on me every five minutes or so.
I was so embarrassed, but I should have known better. This has happened before: I passed out in my evolution class during a screening of a hand transplant. I just didn’t think it was going to be that bad. People seem to be divided on the gross factor of 'Raw.’ I guess it depends on the person and how much they can stomach.
I will say this, of the 30 minutes I was able to get through… WOW. Beautifully written and incredibly well acted. Maybe I’ll give it another go when I can rent it or stream it, I mean, at least then I can pass out in the comfort of my own home.