Het geheim van de abdij
Friday, 19 September 2008
When I was about seven or eight years old, I saw a movie in a movie theatre that fascinated me to no end. No wonder, because it was one of the first movies that I ever saw. Maybe the very first. All I can remember of that movie is that it was in black and white, that the name something like “De schat van de abdij” and that is was spooky and mysterious.
I never heard or saw anything of that movie again, but since it played in a theatre, I guess it must still exist somewhere. And now we have an Internet, I hope that I find the complete movie soon.
Today I bought a book that made me think of my memories of the movie:
I don’t think that the movie has anything to do with the book, but there are enough similarities to show you the book, in the hope that if you happen to know the movie, it will remind you of it, so you can tell me the title and where to buy it.
The book is written by J.B. Oosterwelder with illustrations by Holbo Wilbers. Here is the illustration of the book that fits in with my vague memories of the movie:
Having no access to my own memories is something that I find difficult to accept. Even when I know that others have no access to my memories either. Neither do I think that there is somebody denying me that access. But it are my memories, so why can’t have them when I want to? I really don’t understand why most people seem to accept this situation. A Total Recall Program should be on top of the list of world wide priorities.