MONOLITH

Hello.

This may be of some interest.

What flattery.

Don't bother. It wasn't worth all the anxiety on my behalf. It was basically just a stock photo with a red filter over it and cruddy music.

Necromancy doesn't count if you actually contribute something meaningful to the thread.

I apologize: I thought the thread was still active.
Gonna stop posting now.

I don't know if posting here makes me a Necromancer, but I thought some of you might enjoy this.

I am fucking ACHING to see this flick

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AfePXxWW8VI&feature=player_embedded

This.
It's an old point and click game, but it's slightly disturbing.

I was one of the lucky ones…if you can call it that.

I received the invite to the Canzo premiere from a distant acquaintance of mine. I wasn’t planning on attending until I saw the Monrovia trailer and realized this was something very different. I replied and received the password – the location in the Bronx - the recommendation to wear waterproof shoes – and no cell phones. That should have been the tip off.

On the day I arrived at the outside meeting spot to find a group of about 8 other people. After speaking with them I realized that they did not know any more about the event than I. Then our “guide” arrived. She was an attractive red haired, pale skinned woman who didn’t seem all that happy to see us. She asked us for our passwords and I noticed that everyone had a different one. She had us sign a release form that basically stated that if we died it was our own problem. She then gave us each a headlamp and directed us into a passageway that led underground into a pitch-black tunnel system. Here is where you probably think I am making this shit up, but it is exactly how it happened. We traveled thru this tunnel system for what felt like 2 hours, but I didn’t have my cell so I don’t know for sure. As I was reaching the point of not feeling like I could go any further I saw a giant blue glow in the distance and was told that we were here.

As we approached, I got a clear look at the blue glow. It was a giant carnival face lit with tiny blue lights with a wide open mouth for us to walk thru. We entered into the theater. It was a large hall with cement walls lit only with candles. This is where it got very surreal. There were, by my count about 50 people with black masks staring at us not saying a word. I at this point I didn’t know if I was pissing my pants out of excitement or horror.

We were led to a bar where we were served a blue liquid in a white China teacup. I asked the guy serving it what it was but he just looked at me and grinned. I dumped mine out when no one was looking for fear that it was laced with acid something. At that point I felt couldn’t risk it. We were then led to our seats.

The candles were all blown out and we were sitting in total darkness. A red spotlight clicked on to illuminate an enormous skinhead woman in what looked to be an octopus costume. She sang the most beautiful operatic version a Nina Simone song. At the completion of the song a roar of coyote-like-howling from the masked group. Then the red light went out and the film began.

I feel I would be doing a great injustice if I were to try and describe even the minute detail of the film so I will simply say it was truly unbelievable.

At the conclusion of the film we were led out over a makeshift bridge and up into the basement of an abandoned building. Our guide directed us out a large metal door which she quickly shut and locked behind us. There were two cars waiting for us. We were all speechless on the ride back to our cars.