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Jennifer Gomez and I used to live in Lakeview in the bottom half of a house apartment. Our bed was in the living room, and the television was about 3 feet to the left of the bed. While it wasn't very classy, it was pretty convenient and we used to lay in bed and watch movies all of the time. One night we were watching Leaving Las Vegas. We were both laying on our right sides facing the television, and she was curled up in front of me. Our television was about 40 inches or so and had a somewhat crappy picture. There is this one scene where Nicolas cage is laying on the bed suffering from severe alcohol-related difficulties (narrows it down, I know) The camera starts off about 10 feet from his face, and his face was at the center of the screen. "Wow," I thought, "With this crappy picture and at this distance, his face looks sort of horrific. Kind of demonic." The camera grew closer, and rather than fading the effect in fact increased. As the camera drew closer his face became even more horrible and frightening. I knew my imagination was playing tricks on me. But it got worse. This was a long and drawn out scene. The camera lazily crept towards his face. And with each second the face became more hideous and terrible. It wasn't exactly demonic, or like anything I had ever seen. The face was a distorted mask of humanity. It evoked the same reaction that one experiences when viewing horrific genetic deformities in children. But it also seemed to exude malevolence. I couldn't lie to myself any longer. I was getting frightened. My heart began to pound in my chest. And still the camera pulled closer. At this point the crappy picture on my television could not be blamed for any sort of illusion. This mask, this horror of Nicolas Cage filled the entire screen and there was no room for interpretation. I was looking into the face of -- something. I don't know what. It is one of the most frightening things I have ever seen. My heart felt like it was going to burst. I was paralyzed. Was I going insane? That was the only thing that made sense. I had to be hallucinating. I must be lying in a position that was causing some weird pooling of blood into a visual center or something. Realizing that my mind was just filling in the blanks, and that there were just dots of light on the screen made me feel better. My brain was just being creative is all. My heart slowed marginally. "Jawn?" Jennifer asked. She had a thick Puerto Rican accent and "John" sounded like "Jawn." "Hmm?" I asked. I couldn't really speak without my voice cracking, so I figured I'd just grunt until I got my breath back. "Do you see that?" she asked. My heart pounded and sped up. My throat constricted. "It's horrible," she said. And that is one of the most frightening things that has ever happened to me. I have seen this movie several times since then, and while I can see wispy hints of the face from before, I have never seen anything quite as horrible as I saw that night. In fact, a shot from the exact scene is attached to this post (on the first page of a Google Image Search for "Nicolas Cage Leaving Las Vegas) Permalink to this post. |
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