The first time I saw it was in junior high school (accidentally exposed my age), I accompanied my mother to buy food and passed by a DVD rental store. At that time, the business of this kind of store full of pirated discs was always good, from the newly released gun version to the imitation D9 type. My mother especially likes to watch horror movies, from murder to supernatural can be said to be my enlightenment teacher of horror movies (thank you mom). Since my bathroom is on the balcony, I can look at the night sky from the bathroom window. I vaguely remember that after being frightened by Gaya going downstairs, washing before going to bed became a big problem. I always felt that something was going to climb in outside the window. I have more cavities than my peers. I still remember when our family finished watching "The Grudge", and even my dad, who was always upright, couldn't help but say that he looked cold, and the whole family joked with each other that this story was a movie after all, but I guess, at least After watching The Grudge for a week, everyone would probably panic for a while in bed at night. Not to mention, in many of my nightmares later, the Gaya-type evil spirit almost always appeared in the form of the final boss.
Later, I was admitted to the High School Affiliated to Normal University. Because my home was far away, I lived on campus. One night after the monthly test, my roommate suggested to watch a movie together. After some discussion, I triumphantly asked them if they had seen the curse. Resentment, they ignorantly said that they had only heard of it, so the four of us older boys turned off the dormitory lights and let Gaya go downstairs to kill. To be honest, the second time I saw it was much less frightening. My sister burst out laughing at the death stare clip, so that my roommate thought I was a freak for a long time afterwards. But every time I talk about grudges with my classmates, I always feel a little proud, because the gloomy atmosphere has cultivated immunity and even the ability to ridicule in my youth.
Later, I joined work and shared a dormitory with a colleague in the company. My colleague is super timid, but I still can't stand my persuasion, squinting at Junxiong's mother and son. A big man was holding the pillow and was ready to faint at any time, but as a science and engineering man, he was very concerned about the plot, so there was a scene where I was nibbling on melon seeds and his text behind the pillow. Having said that, after watching it for the third time, I was actually a little moved. Miss Gaya, who was tortured by marriage, was murdered by her husband with infinite sadness and resentment. What followed was an indiscriminate revenge attack in the style of no strangers. But whether it's going out on a mission or "welcoming guests" at home, Junxiong and his mother always appear in tacit understanding, and mother's love is actually presented in front of my eyes in a strange way. I remember the popular Noriko Sakai was asked by a reporter why she appeared in this movie when she was participating in The Grudge. She replied that it was a movie about maternal love. At first, I didn't know what to do, but after ten years, I remembered the various scenes in this classic again. Today, I am also a little moved.
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