There are things that lurk in the dark that you and I will never understand. Sometimes the monotony in our lives leads us to believe that the routine of it all cannot possibly mean that there is something out there larger, but I believe there is.
There were times when I fought with logic and reason but there were also many nights when I lay in bed and out there, in the cemetery I could hear the wind that sounded more like whispers, and look out over the tombstones to see shadows that seemed to be more than just shadows. The Undertaker of course, does not believe in any of these things. One night, when I descended to the morgue to bring him tea I could have sworn that I saw…something. When I dropped the tea cup and saucer the Undertaker stepped into the hall, looked at the disaster at my feet, shook his head and retreated back to his client. “For a Gravedigger you shouldn’t be so spooked by this place,” he grumbled before demanding I clean the mess and get him another tea.
The next day the Undertaker took me to the cinema to see a film titled The Cabin in the Woods. The premise seemed pretty formulaic; five chaps escape their mundane lives for a weekend of revelry in the woods with drinks and debauchery. During the whirl of ale-enabled silliness, a secret is uncovered, a Latin incantation is uttered, monsters emerge from the woods…and well…there is much, much, much more than that because all is not what it seems.
The true horror movie genre sometimes falls victim to dank monotony, just like we all may fall into routine in our lives, but I assure you this film and yes, even your life is so much more than schedule and routine.
Please do see this film. It was a true delight.
-Gravedigger
