Or ''nifs'' as i would say in norwegian, and a horror movie that hits the target of my occupation, as a medical nurse. Add to that that ive worked night shifts for 19 years ive had my turns and nerves tested through blackouts, not as a result of a stike, but due to bad weather. And that adds the sugar to the cake, when the cold comes creeping, and the squeking noises of beams bending in the loft construction, and the fluttering glow of my nightingale lamp( yes we had them back then) makes the shadows in the corners come alive, and my colleague scare the hecklers outta me every time she rounds a corner. The signal system at our care center usually switch of during outtages, but once it started by itself, ringing the number of an empty room, that had just been cleared of a diseased patient. I dont believe in the prescence of ghosts, but after that shift im always having my headlamp within reach everytime the weather goes cranky....and my thoughts of whether or not a ghost is haunting my workplace really withers form doupt.
Why do i tell you these small secrets of mine. Well its basicly the plot of the british feature film of the horror genre called ''the power''. Its a scary little flick about a young nurses first shift at a royal infirmary somewhere london. Its a small cast movie, almost surtainly made on an average balanced budget, but the acting are reapingly good and the darkfilming and soundwork are executed in a hangmans manor. The shooting locations and production design are riveting at least . Ill admit i had to shut my eyes inbetween and even look at my watch to evade the worst visual jumpscary moments so effectful british filmaking at last(ive been pretty critical lately on bfi products lately).
So if you need a kick start to your own fright of purgatorial wrath and to get a freepass to live through the sins of the past on your nightshift at your nursing station or care home during next blackout, do follow my recommendations. Have a look and learn ,says the grumpy old man.
Why do i tell you these small secrets of mine. Well its basicly the plot of the british feature film of the horror genre called ''the power''. Its a scary little flick about a young nurses first shift at a royal infirmary somewhere london. Its a small cast movie, almost surtainly made on an average balanced budget, but the acting are reapingly good and the darkfilming and soundwork are executed in a hangmans manor. The shooting locations and production design are riveting at least . Ill admit i had to shut my eyes inbetween and even look at my watch to evade the worst visual jumpscary moments so effectful british filmaking at last(ive been pretty critical lately on bfi products lately).
So if you need a kick start to your own fright of purgatorial wrath and to get a freepass to live through the sins of the past on your nightshift at your nursing station or care home during next blackout, do follow my recommendations. Have a look and learn ,says the grumpy old man.