Amygdala hijack is when you have 10 kids screaming that one of them broke his arm
and all you could do is to run to the English-speaking neighbour to call the fire fighters. Because your brain is too frozen to speak French.
There is something I can do the best - crash my hopes in the beginning, sulk in the process and have a marvelous time in the end. And something I seldom try - enjoy it from the start. But frankly I don't really think that I would enjoy it so much without all this sulking and we-could-have-done-it-my-way thing.
Finally I've been to the movies here. Just got this feeling like half a year ago when I watched Cloverfield with a friend. Which was all good, and the movie, and the atmosphere, and "Angry Birds" as a starter... or was it another time? whatever...
Anyway, I came across this trailer today with all its newsreel shaky camera and epic fights, and thought this might be good. So I went to the cinema, hoping to catch my part of a dark room, an awkward feeling of not being alone and some catharsis.