I rented the movie, “Buried.” It’s like “Castaway,” but in a coffin. And instead of ice skates and volleyball, Ryan Reynolds (Paul), has a cell phone and Zippo.
It’s considered a drama / thriller, but I believe dark comedy is a more suitable moniker. You can’t help but laugh each time he call’s someone for help. No one believes him. He even calls an ex-girlfriend (or something) and they get in a fight. Then, just when you think it couldn’t get worse… it does… exponentially.
But, this isn’t a movie review.
Since I was 7, I’ve had a fear of being buried alive. I’m not claustrophobic, just afraid of waking up in a coffin 6 feet under.
To be continued…
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