I love scary movies. My fiancé and dog do not. I try to cut them both some slack and not watch these when they’re around, but this is still a pretty common scene in my home.
I can’t exactly explain why I like scary movies so much. I’d love to be able to boast that I don’t get scared, but that’d be a lie. I love these because they make me scared. Now, to be clear, I’m not talking about creepy disturbing torture films like Saw, Hostel, or The Hills Have Eyes. The makers of those movies have confused terror with disgust. A true horror film will provoke the imagination. It’ll suggest just enough to let your deepest fears and nightmares run amok. It’ll make you feel alive.