Velociraptors and zombies

Every so often, a movie comes along that changes the way you see the world. Movies like…oh…Ordinary People, or Rain Man, or Bill and Ted’s Excellent Adventure.

(Be excellent to each other!)

For me, though, that life-changing movie was Jurassic Park.

Ever since I first watched that film, my world has been changed:  I have never been able to see turkeys in the same way again.

Thanks to Jurassic Park, I see a reptilian brute on my table at Thanksgiving. Whenever I see a turkey during my morning walk through our neighborhood, its jerky movements cue the theme music for Jurassic Park in my head.  I automatically look for escape routes in case a pack of turkeys decide to ambush me for brunch.

Pathetic, I know. I’m putty in the hands of Hollywood.

I can’t bear to think of how the movie World War Z might change my world.

I might keep thinking that Brad Pitt is going to come running down the street.

A girl can only take so much, you know?