Last night I watched the movie, The Notorious Betty Page. I’ve been wanting to see it for ages. I’ve always gotten a kick out of the pictures of Betty Page that would cross my path. Unfortunately, her life didn’t exactly lend itself to a very exciting movie. She took great pictures, that’s about it. She had a few very tragic events occur but other than occuring, the movie doesn’t really depict them as having any more effect on her. The one event was a gang rape that I found absolutely frightening. Nothing was really shown– and perhaps that’s why it is haunting me so… my imagination is making it much worse. Betty is lured into a car by a seemingly nice guy, promising to take her out dancing. Instead, he takes her to an abandoned warehouse where a bunch of guys appear. The scene quickly ends but you know what is going to happen. It was frightening to me and I can’t seem to release it from my consciousness. Who would have thought a movie about a pinup queen would have such a scene? I wish I hadn’t watched it. I really don’t need trauma like that in my life.