Celebrities are great storytellers, and that includes telling stories about things that are impossible according to all natural laws. But let's cast aside our skepticism for a moment. Maybe the following famous people really do believe in the supernatural encounters they like to talk about ...
Guillermo del Toro did not want to see a UFO. In fact, he's actually disappointed to share exactly what he saw.
The setting of this story is Cerro del Cuatro, a hill south of Guadalajara in Mexico. Supposedly, it got its name ("mountain of four") because Francisco Villa marched his Fourth Infantry Battalion around here during the Mexican Revolution. No one's quite sure about that, though, and it's hard to overlook that sticking out of the ground are four giant antennas, broadcasting Channel 4, which would be a pretty good alternate origin for the name. If aliens are scanning the area for a place to investigate, Cerro del Cuatro looks like a decent spot to start.
Del Toro drove over here with a friend to split a six-pack. "We didn't consume it," he says, which is exactly the sort of thing someone who drank three beers would say, but the very fact that he mentions the beer at all lends an air of truth to the tale. The two watched the stars and talked for a while when they saw a light moving strangely on the horizon. Then the object emitting the light crossed the thousand yards between itself and the two guys in less than a second. It was a flying saucer. Which was terrifying, but disappointing.
See, Guillermo del Toro likes his special effects weird and distinctive. And this alien spacecraft looked exactly like he'd been told alien spacecraft are supposed to look like. It was a dull disc, and it had the most cliched blinking lights imaginable. "I wish I could reveal they're not what you think they are," he says. "They are what you think they are."
The friends got in their car, flashed their headlights, and honked at the aliens. But with the saucer so close, they got so scared that they next drove out of there as fast as they could. The first time they looked back, the saucer was following them. The second time, it was gone. If Guillermo is telling the truth about the beers, they managed this speedy escape thanks to sobriety. Which reveals the true reason the aliens arrived: they wanted to get those kids moving to prevent the possibility of drunk driving, obviously.
John Constantine is not a mythological figure that might be real, depending on your specific cultural beliefs. He is a comic book character created by a gang of writers at DC, including Alan Moore. He starred in multiple series of his own, and he's best known to non-comic readers thanks to the 2005 Keanu Reeves movie. To recap: John Constantine does not exist. There is no spiritual or enthusiast community that says John Constantine exists.
Nevertheless, Alan Moore says he was at a sandwich bar in London (not the alcoholic type of bar -- note just how many of the celebs we're covering today insist they were under the influence of no substances during their encounters) when he met John Constantine in person. "He looked at me, stared me straight in the eyes, smiled, nodded almost conspiratorially," he says, "and then just walked off around the corner to the other part of the snack bar."
The men didn't speak, both evidently ashamed of having been caught paying 12 pounds for bread pudding, but this was just the first of two times that Moore and Constantine met. The second time, Moore was conducting a magical ritual, which involves deep breathing, relaxation, and a sort of self-hypnosis. He used to take mushrooms during these rituals, but he does not say if he did so this particular time. Out of the darkness, John Constantine appeared. He said to Moore, "I'll tell you the ultimate secret of magic. Any cunt could do it."
So, this is all just Alan Moore being weird about his creation, right? Sure, but the funny thing is that other people who've written for the character also claim to have met John Constantine. Jamie Delano saw him in London, and Brian Azzarello saw him in Chicago. Peter Milligan saw him in 2009 and tried to chase him down, but he lost him. By this point, the Keanu Reeves movie had long come out, so when they thought they were picturing John Constantine, it's possible these writers were actually seeing the actual Keanu Reeves. But if that's true, you'd think they'd say "I saw Keanu Reeves" instead of "I saw John Constantine." People would be much more excited to hear that.
And while we're talking about Mr. Reeves ...
The most notable thing about the Jimmy Kimmel appearance in which Keanu talks about seeing a ghost is just how little interest he's able to muster for any of the non-ghost questions. In the segment, Kimmel asks what he calls "random questions." But in talk shows like this, the host and guest always discuss in advance what they're going to talk about, so Keanu knows the ghost question is coming eventually.
With the first two intro questions, he gives answers of a sort, but he's waiting for the ghost question, and he only elaborates on his answers when Kimmel delays moving on. Finally, with those out of the way, the ghost question comes, and he lights up as he gets a chance to tell his story:
"Have you ever seen a ghost?" is the question. Keanu has. It happened when he was about six, and he and his mother were living in New York, a brief time between stints in Sydney and Toronto. The ghost he says he saw was invisible, so he could only see the floating jacket it was wearing as it showed up in a doorway while his sister was sleeping. No body, no limbs. Only the jacket. He wasn't that scared by it, just mildly interested. It was his nanny Renata who was terrified, and seeing her staring open-mouthed at the jacketed ghoul confirmed for him that he'd really seen something.
"But is that a ghost, or is it just some weird floating jacket weird thing?" he asks Jimmy, hoping to dig further. "That's a reason to move," jokes Jimmy, and then he switches to his next question: "Do you still have your tonsils?" Yes, says Keanu. "Both of them?" asks Jimmy. Sure, says Keanu. Good job, Jimmy! Gotta keep that interview rolling to get to the real juicy stuff.
"I was lying naked on my bed, when I had this urge," said John Lennon in a 1974 interview. To write a song? Abuse innocent people? No, it turned out John's urge was just to walk up to the window and look outside ... which led to John seeing a UFO.
"What the Nixon is that!" he said aloud, stupidly. John claimed he was not intoxicated and called a friend in so they both could take photos of the low-flying aircraft; strangely, these photos would come back blank, like an airport X-ray had wiped them. His official photographer, Bob Guen, was the one trying to get that film developed, and it also fell on Bob to check in with the news the next day to find if anyone else reported witnessing whatever it was John had seen. A couple people had indeed called into the NY Daily News with the same report of seeing something flying slow over the city, lights blinking.
So, that was the story John Lennon told of the time he saw a UFO. But if "weird aircraft that could have been anything" isn't quite exciting enough for you, you need to hear the next story from John, which comes to us secondhand. This one again begins with John in bed, with Yoko now. But this time, it's a close encounter of the third kind -- or possibly the fifth kind; people disagree about how the scale works. John saw four aliens standing in his apartment. And when he tried to push them away, they pushed him instead ... telepathically.
The aliens were bug-like. "Big bug eyes and little bug mouths and they were scuttling at me like roaches," said John. Yoko slept through this, and when she awoke, as always happens, she assumed John had been high, especially since no signs of the aliens remained. But if John just dreamed the whole thing up, how do you explain the strange metal egg the aliens left him? The metal egg that John then gifted to the person who relayed this whole story to us, spiritualist Uri Geller?
That's right -- Uri Geller, acclaimed psychic who has never lied about anything, ever. And if you disbelieve this story just because it comes by way of Uri Geller, well, gosh. Then you must disbelieve all kinds of things.
Gather close, young ones, and listen hard to learn of that foul demon known as the night hag. When you are sleeping, a night hag may come and sit on your chest. And then, even if you wake, you will be unable to move. Some call her the pisadeira, a thin woman with long and green teeth. Sometimes, the hag will try to use you for evil. And of course, we all remember King Vanlandi Sveigoisson, whose wife got a sorceress to set a hag on him. His courtiers watched over him as he slept, but they could not keep the night hag from stifling him to death.
"Hold on," some of you are saying now. "Aren't you just talking about sleep paralysis? That's a condition caused by other disruptions in the sleep cycle or by psychological problems, and it can be treated with therapy or drugs." No. We are talking about the night hag. She can drain your blood, and you are particularly at risk if you have a unibrow. To fend off the hag, you must rub poop on the door, take the hag's hat, or invite her to breakfast. We are not making any of that up (though, to be fair, somebody else did).
Wu-Tang rapper Method Man learned the truth about the night hag in the summer of 2015. He was in New Orleans to shoot a movie with Jordan Peele, and the two went on a ghost tour with the rest of the cast. Though Peele had come up with the idea of going on the tour, he soon regretted it, figuring it couldn't be Method Man's thing. But Method Man seemed into it after all, and at the end, he politely raised a hand and asked a question about what was up with that feeling he had sometimes, where he'd wake up and feel pressure on the chest. "That's going to be a night hag," said the guide.
Peele had his own idea of what was causing Method Man's issues: "It's blunts, it's blunts. Stop smoking blunts." Our lawyer also asks us to inform you that in the absence of sleep paralysis, the feeling of pressure on the chest may indicate a coronary arterial blockage, so you should possibly seek medical attention. But in the specific case of Method Man, an expert confirmed that neither of those were in play. The true cause was something far more sinister. The true cause was a night hag.