I was politely asked to babysit a godchild last week because of a long story I’d relate in another post. 🙂
So, to pass the time while the small child played to the max before sleeping, I amused myself by turning the DVD player on. Since I had watched almost all the available titles on the rack, I was surprised to discover that the original Japanese version of The Ring was on hand.
Watching a movie without subtitles is not my usual fare. You have to second guess where the story led to. Similar films in the genre provide more visual content that the foreign dialogues are somewhat irrelevant to understand what’s going on.
(To those of you who have not seen the American version, it about some kind of a curse you get after watching a particular VHS taped movie. The following telephone call you receive will mark your last seven days before your horrible death. Chilling, huh?)
Comparing the two versions is like comparing an apple with an orange. Which is which? Unfortunately, I cannot expertly distinguish the cinematic difference between them. But what I do know is that they both engaged me with suspenseful entertainment,
(On my scare scale of 10, both films are 5. A movie with the rate of ten in my personal standard will give me sleepless nights.)
It is interesting to note how the belief in one phenomenon can cross continents without losing much of the theme’s appeal to different audiences. I guess we love to be scared once in a while.
Or, do you?