So, that Kiefer Shuterland movie about mirrors is not exactly receiving glowing reviews from critics. Too reliant on played-out clichés they say, too derivative of Asian horror films.
And yet, the fictional tale which scared me the most features mirrors.
I once caught a dramatization of a horror story on the radio, already started. It was about a person standing in an room of a mysterious house, watching himself and his dog in a huge mirror that occupies the greater part of one of the walls. The dog loiters near the room's half-open door.
Suddenly, the man sees the reflection of a gnarled hand which darts from the doorstep, grabs the puppy, and disappears with him into the darkness! But as he, startled, turns away from the mirror and towards the door, he sees the puppy prancing around as before! The whole episode happened only in the mirror.
Such horror! I nearly fainted at that point*.
Since I didn't catch the beginning of the story, I didn't got its title. I spent years trying to identify that tale. When at last I managed to do so, the author turned out to be someone decidedly unexpected: none other than animal-lover Gerald Durrell! The story is called The Entrance.
I have another terrifying story involving mirrors, this one culled from real life. In the bathroom this morning, when examining my drowsy and unshaven visage, I discovered two white hairs in my beard. What's worse, I suspect this is just the beginning of a terrible series of revelations my bathroom mirror is going to dispense throughout the coming years.
Talk about scary!
*Hyperbole.
1 comment:
At least! I've just run into the plot of Kiefer's Mirrors, and thought, oh the idea is very similar to Durrel's Entrance. Started googling and there are not so much people who connected the two story.
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