[Haunted]

It was 1984, and I was six. I knew we were going to see a movie called Dune, but that's all. Pizza with mum, dad, my brother, and his friend (both of whom are named Josh).

I sat in that theatre entranced by that film. Of course I couldn't possibly take all of it in at that time in my life. However, I got a good deal of what was going on, and man was it cool for me. The whole idea of these worlds, these women who use this terrible voice, the character Paul and who he was, the relationship between his mum and his dad (she was his concubine, because that's what she was supposed to be, but he was gonna marry her, but died first, right?). I guess for a six year old kid... It just blew my mind.