Disturbing 1974 news story.

[derick]

I just found this "strange occurances" board where you could post a strange "spooky" story you heard. I've got one, but was afraid to post it. So here goes the post:
I was watching the 2008 horror film "Quaratine", it was really scary, reminded me of TBWP, So i watched that. (TBWP is still tops over "Quarantine" and "Cloverfield" BTW) I sorta wanted to know why amature-documentry-style horror scares me so bad. Is it because that it gives you the feeling that what you're watching might be the real thing? So i decided to "experiment" with my feelings just out of curiosity, see where it takes me. I Googled some words (or maybe it was a phrase, can't remember). I saw the results, and my eyes just locked on "American television news reporter who committed suicide during a live television broadcast." It was a story about Christine Chubbuck who actually did just that. It happened in Florida in July 1974. i read her story, it was so nausiatingly depressing.
Here's a link
sites.google.com/site/tosommerfugle2/christine-chubbuck
Just imagine seeing that on the news. I think i mentioned on here somewhere (very vaugly) that IF they ever made biographacal movie about her (i don't think they ought to but just IF) based on Heather's performance in TBWP, in my mind no one could come close. I think Heather would be the only one who would plunge Chubbuck deep into the audiences' psyche.
It's a story that both disturbed and touched me. A woman who is in front of the camera, professional and ambitious but behind the scenes she's a ticking time bomb. No one can play a role like that except Heather. Heather would bring it home. (of course she'd have to redye her hair back to black.)

[Tweek]

Well that was depressing.

It would take an exceptional actress to pull off a role like that.

[Michael]

I think Jennifer Connelly would be well suited for that role actually.

[stevens25]

Wow. That's pretty sad. It scares me a bit because the description of her kinda fits me and how I am:

“No close friends, no romantic attachments or prospects of any. She was a spinster at 29 and it bothered her. She couldn’t register with people. That’s the main thing. She was very sensitive and she tried and she would reach out, you know. ‘Hi, how are you, won’t you come have a cup of coffee with me,’ and you say ‘no,’ but you don’t say ‘Won’t you come have a cup of coffee with me,’ that sort of thing, in her personal relationships, and it really got to her. She’d been very depressed. She’d been seeing a psychiatrist who really didn’t feel that she was that serious about not wanting to live. She felt if you’ve tried as hard as you can, you’ve prepared yourself, you work hard, you reach your hand out to people and nobody takes it, then there’s something wrong with your drumbeat, and she really felt she couldn’t register with anyone except her family. And at 29, that’s sad.”

[twana]

That all happened to me by age 32.