Tuesday, November 3, 2009

1/22/08

I am watching a movie on the Sci-Fi channel with the Warrens about a house/hotel/prison where ants keep people in small rooms or chambers (some of them barely large enough to fit a person). The ants make these people play music for them constantly, so in each room there might be a flute or a piano or a combination of instruments. I can see into the building as if the front wall was ripped off of an apartment complex, but that description doesn't really do it justice. None of the rooms are the same size, the walls are jagged and there is a skeleton in every room except for one; where a man plays the piano. It looks more like seeing a slice of an archaeological dig: the skeletons seem to be suspended, and the compartments look very 2 dimensional. The only time this man can stop playing the piano is if he is eating, using the toilet, or sleeping. The ants know what he is doing by his heart beat. He then enters what must be his kitchen and lo and behold there is another man there, who looks a bit overweight, tired, dirty, and incredibly sad. The two kiss, which at that point Rick Warren becomes disgusted and shuts off the television. I try to explain how lonely they must be, and how a homosexual relationship may be the way that they are coping with their terrible situation, but he doesn't want to hear it. Kay luckily agrees with me and sympathizes with the characters, but it's time for me to leave.

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