I am rewatching my favorite horror movie again, and I can’t help but to think about the only sole survivor out of the group of friends. Like after all the hell he has went through and being the only one to survive from his group of friends, the amount of explaining (if he does do that) he’ll have to do is going to ruin him. Honestly, it’s like he will most likely have to avoid his friends’ family and wives and even his own loved ones in order to keep them from asking too many questions. Life will never truly be the same for him.
It reminds me of the movie The Mist, how the main character lost his wife, son, and few friends through the whole thing. He has to live with losing his loved ones and enduring the shit he’s went through.
Yet in the movie I am watching now, I honestly think that cheating on your spouse and Vegas or going through something out of the Hangover would’ve made so much more sense, but then there would be no horror film. So, how much explaining can you do when you’ve lost your friends to a supernatural forest god and some ancient immortal cult deep in the woods while on a hiking trip?
Thoughts and feelings?