I liked horror movies, but after that night, I loved them. All thanks to Wes Craven.
It was supposed to take people to the train tracks by the river. That’s one of the only things I know for sure.
Inspired by a nightmare director David Robert Mitchell had — wherein he was being chased by a slow but unstoppable force — “It Follows” captures the terror of inescapable doom. Obviously, whatever IT is, the monster is spooky in more ways than one. But is that all? Is the monster — the IT — the scariest part of the movie?
I fondly remember spending my summers on the deck by our pool, reading about Derry and Christine and the Overlook Hotel. A lot of the material went over my head — rereading The Shining at age 27 VS age 9 was quite an experience — but the King of Horror had firmly planted the seed for me to wildly enjoy both reading and scary stuff.
June, 1977. Tent number 6. That’s where I was. Until I heard the noise outside.
“Does it look like you dreamt it?”
I glanced down the hill. The factories, the bleached grass, the little fenced-off section. The field.
“Yeah,” I said, then waved her away. “Go, hurry up, you don’t want to miss anything good.”
Barring the terrifying less-that-one-stars that are prevalent throughout the category, I dabble in most of what Netflix has to offer in horror. And you know what? There are some real gems hiding out there! So that’s why I gathered them all here in a neat little pile — so you don’t have to search endlessly for a decent horror flick.
Gretchen stayed overnight for New Year’s Eve 1998. Clay and Mom had some stupid office party to go to so we were left home alone with popcorn and some movies from Blockbuster. He had the nerve to say he “trusted” us because we were such “big girls” now.
“What did you remember, Amanda?” she asked quietly. “You saw something. Whatever it was, it was so bad it made you sick. It’s about that, isn’t it?”
“That’s right Toto, back to Kansas! Because there’s no place like home for the spirit of Christmas.”
No place like home. What a joke.