- published: 05 May 2016
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Cocoon is a 1985 science fiction film directed by Ron Howard about a group of elderly people rejuvenated by aliens. The movie stars Don Ameche, Wilford Brimley, Hume Cronyn, Brian Dennehy, Jack Gilford, Steve Guttenberg, Maureen Stapleton, Jessica Tandy, Gwen Verdon, Herta Ware, Tahnee Welch, and Linda Harrison. The film is loosely based on the novel by David Saperstein.
The movie was filmed in and around St. Petersburg, Florida: locations included the St Petersburg Shuffleboard Club, Sunny Shores Rest Home, The Coliseum, and Snell Arcade buildings. The film earned two Academy Awards for Best Supporting Actor (Don Ameche) and for Best Visual Effects.
It spawned one sequel, Cocoon: The Return, in which almost all of the original cast reprised their roles.
About 10,000 years ago a group of peaceful alien lifeforms from the planet Antarea formed an outpost on the planet Earth, on an island known to mankind as the mythical civilization of Atlantis; according to legend, Atlantis sank as the result of an earthquake. Twenty members of the group remained behind in cocoons, to ensure that the rest had sufficient lifeforce to return to their home planet. Eventually a group of four Antareans returns to pick them up. After disguising themselves as humans they rent a house with a swimming pool, which they charge with lifeforce, to give the cocooned Antareans enough energy to survive the trip home. They then rent a boat from a local captain named Jack (played by Steve Guttenberg), who unknowingly takes them to the location of Atlantis to retrieve their cocoons.
here in my cot where my cot loves me
i'll stay here while in the cotton wool cocoon
'til the chrysalis is ripe 'til the time is right
with this feeling of insecurity
i have to shrink back inside run and hide
back in the cocoon hugging my knees
watching my insides the skinned glow worm writhings
lying in blankets i've been here a while
tapping out rhythms against the mattress and wall
the heat melts the sheets another layer is peeled
tapping out rhythms...
just my cot, the wallpaper and me
i've been here a while tapping out rhythms
still finding charms in the memory of those constrictor arms
glowing in the dark in my luminous green
a pearl beaded lizard bathed in a gossamer scent
with my heat detector lip pit pulling at the newly formed tissue
lying in blankets i've been here a while
tapping out rhythms ... against the mattress and wall
waiting to loose the bandages
waiting for new appendages
lying in blankets i've been here a while
i've been here too long banging out rhythms
listen for other tappings
banging out rhythms
back in the cocoon