Wednesday, July 8, 2009

A Morbid Child

As a fourth grader in Mrs. Dilbert's class, I remember speaking with another student about David Lynch's The Elephant Man; he had recently seen it at his grandmother's house. I was very excited because at the time it was my favorite film and I knew no one my own age who had seen it. I am uncertain as to how I first came across The Elephant Man but I imagine that it was probably around the same time my dad brought home Stephen King and George Romero's Creepshow, much to my mother's dismay. I haven't watched The Elephant Man in years and while I am sure there are many other note worthy scenes, the end has always resonated with me the most.
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