The SciFi channel is now a little over twelve hours into a forty-eight hour Twilight Zone marathon.From traveling to the future in a covered wagon to playing a game of pool with a dead man named Fats, the adventures with which Rod Serling accosts our brains possess a psychological and philosophical depth which seems at once obvious and just beyond the grasp of our conscious minds.
The epileptic cinematography and Shatneresque acting (not to mention Rod Serling's sexy narrating voice) which are so brilliantly displayed on the Twilight Zone distract us from the finer layers of meaning.
This forty-eight hour marathon is therefore the perfect opportunity to immerse ourselves in the Twilight Zone until our minds are so addled by freaky stories and sleep deprivation that we understand EVERYTHING.
So hurry up and start watching, because anyone who watches less than twenty-four consecutive hours of the Twilight Zone is a yellow turdurken.
1 comment:
turdurken is a nice word. i'm not really sure what it means. sounds good, though.
i've always thought that the sound is what makes the twilight zone, more than the camera angles and the direction. there is a certain emptiness to the sound.
you listen for a reassuring sound. there is none. that is the zone.
it happens a bit.
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