gwax's rumblings

Ok, blo­gos­phere, or what­ever you inter­we­b­zor­workpeo­ple want to call your­selves, this is a plea for help. I try not to depend on other peo­ple for much but this is truly impor­tant to me and if you can help me, I will be gra­cious towards you in quan­ti­ties hard to express.

There was a movie that I saw on tele­vi­sion when I was young (some­where between 6 and 13 (so 1989 – 1996 prob­a­bly)) that involved some kid wak­ing up in his bed, see­ing a weird glow­ing over the hill behind his house and then get­ting abducted by aliens that wanted to do ter­ri­ble things to him. Eventually, this kid escapes from the aliens and returns to his home and finds com­fort with his fam­ily. Unfortunately, it turns out that the kid’s fam­ily have already been taken over by the aliens and turned into aliens them­selves and another adven­ture ensues. The kid, returns again to his home and man­ages to destroy the aliens, which I think resolves the mat­ter but might not. I admit that I remem­ber very lit­tle of the movie but I know that, if I were to see it again, I would instantly rec­og­nize it. So, if any of you have any idea what I might be talk­ing about, please let me know and I will inves­ti­gate the leads.

Really, the key bits are the kid wak­ing up from sleep­ing to see some weird glow­ing behind the hill in his back yard, going to inves­ti­gate, find­ing aliens try­ing to eat him, escap­ing, return­ing home, find­ing his par­ents are aliens in dis­guise, repeat­ing the whole escap­ing part and then being left unsure as to whether his par­ents are real or not. Seriously, this movie is some­thing that I remem­ber with a com­bi­na­tion of intense curios­ity and trau­matic pecu­liar­ity, which I would like to track down for my per­sonal edi­fi­ca­tion. I think the title was some­thing like Martians ate my Parents or Martians ate my Family but I am not certain.

Please, track­ing down this movie will either serve to resolve some weird issues that I have holed up in my psy­che or, at the least, it will enable me to source some weird mem­o­ries that I can’t seem to rid myself of.