CineManA Poem by Hayleycontinuing the story of Cal and MirandaIt was a stroke of genius to
expose the resident monster to
all the classic horror films. Miranda’s
dad pats himself on the back for
coming up with that one. He’s
got a pretty impressive selection, useful
in helping his daughter and ward become
“cultured” in a way that
doesn’t feel like torture. Of
course, what he doesn’t learn until
it’s too late is
how Cal takes advantage of this. Miranda’s
dad learns this the hard way when
Cal comes running into his room right
as he’s in the middle of
a fairly complex experiment. Cal,
standing outside the door, jumps
in the air, his
feet smacking the ground. Once
he has the Master’s attention, he
screams, “Putting
on the Ritz!” and
runs away. It
was his first-ever full sentence, which
is something Miranda is immensely
proud of. He
was, of course, mimicking
Young Frankenstein, when
the Creature supposedly becomes a
cultured, sophisticated man
about town. Both
monsters have a
long way to go. What
seems like a fun way to
spend sweltering hot island
afternoons has
another meaning, beyond
entertainment. Those
movies, some
of them old and a little cheesy, provide
lots of information about
the way things are going to be run from
now on. Cal
doesn’t understand that then. He’s
only just learned how
to speak human, and
the ways of adults are
nebulous. What
he does understand: Skull
Island is the land that
time forgot, that
even though Kong acts
on his natural instincts when
meeting the intrepid explorers, somehow
those instincts are
wrong, and
that New York City is
a place he never wants to visit. As
he gets older, things
fall into place. Needless
to say, Cal
is not too happy about this. Being
compared to a big-a*s
gorilla is
somehow the least of his problems. When
he speaks out, when
he asks questions, questions
about what life was like before the explorers arrived on
Skull Island, when
all he wants is for things to be the way they were, and
when he mouths off, taking
a page from Freddy Krueger (his
latest horror discovery) only
pain follows, both
physical and psychological. It’s
supposed to teach him to obey, but
all it makes him want to do is
destroy, to
embrace his monstrous side, because
this is his island, d****t. Isn’t
it? Sometimes
he wonders what his mom would think if
she saw him now, forced
down to his knees, his
skin bearing many battle wounds in
the fight against civilization. It
is a fight, and
he’ll do whatever it takes to
win back his island. One
time, Cal attempted to
bite off two of the master’s fingers, the
second and third on his right hand. Unfortunately, it
didn’t work. He
did, however, draw blood, and
then spent the rest of the day in
the fetal position, wracked
with muscle spasms. The
master still has the scars to
this day. He
warned Miranda that
their resident monster was
craving the taste of humans and
that she should not, by any means, go
near him. This
could not be further from the truth. Cal
didn’t want to eat the master (although
if that’s what it took, then perhaps he’d consider it) but
Cal liked the idea of him being the source of fear instead
of having it be the other way around. © 2019 HayleyAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorHayleyLexington, KYAboutI'm an aspiring genre fiction author; I prefer writing SF, but also dabble in fantasy and horror. more..Writing
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