"Maybe you can reenact the mystery?" said Lawn Gisland. He stretched his unusually long legs out in front of him and yawned. "Like Ting, 'cept less'n the melodrama a mite." He pulled at his cookie duster. "Say, Zoc, squeeze me 'nother one of those cappurinos, por favor."
"Sure pardner," I said, firing up the old cappuccino steam engine. The sound of pent-up steam escaping echoed through the cinematorium.
Zombos continued to look high and low for his eyeglasses, holding up our viewing of the Thai horror film, The Victim. We were halfway through it before Zombos needed to hit the toilet; three large mocha cappuccinos were a record for him. When he came back he realized he misplaced his second pair of eyes.
Lawn stood up, all six feet and three inches of him, and joined the search. Having starred in numerous Westerns on the big screen during the thirties and forties, he and Zombos went way back together. He hung up his spurs in the late fifties and retired to Florida to wrestle gators for the tourists. Getting bored with that, he had an itch and scratched it by touring as a circus cowboy, doing trick shooting and fancy riding. He was visiting the mansion while the Smith and Walloo Brothers three-in-one tent show set up in Long Island. For a man his age, he didn't show it. Zombos often joked that Lawn must have a decrepit-looking portrait in his attic like Dorian Gray.
"Here. Wet your whistle while you search." I handed the cappuccino to him. He downed it in three gulps. Something crunched sharply under his right Black Jack Hornback Alligator boot heel as he handed me his empty mug. Zombos froze, his eyes widened.
"Found them," said Lawn. He stooped to pick up them up and handed the mangled pair back to Zombos.
After I hastily retrieved Zombos' second pair of eyeglasses from the library we continued our viewing of The Victim.
Considering Thailand's strong superstitions about ghostly phenomena, it's a wonder Ghost Hunters Jason and Grant haven't visited that country yet. In The Victim, spirits are everywhere, especially as the sprightly aspiring actor Ting (Pitchanart Sakakorn) goes around reenacting the victim's part in real-life crime scene recreations — places where bad karma is rife.
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1 - Lisa McKay
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2 - Azael
I saw this movie yesterday In Mexico.
It was rather interesting. I'm glad to know me and my cousin weren't the only ones who thought the same about the movie. The whole, story within a story, change of pace, change of plot kind of thing. I couldn't decide if it was a good movie or not. I certainly didn't get bored with it, but i didn't get obsessed with it like I do with movies i like. In the end i decided to just say it was an interesting weird movie. Did anyone else get the feeling like YOU were being involved in the movie after the "Movie Editing" scenes where they see the faces ? For a couple of minutes, I felt like them because I saw the shots but never noticed them. This is definitely A movie to watch at night. The Credits are awesome too... its one of those "Oh Sh-- really ? O.o" moments.