Jonathon is in his room watching The Hulk- and I’m in the living room forbidden from watching Rob Zombie’s Halloween until he’s asleep. Why you ask? As the boy is in his room taunting me with girly screams… Zombie managed to scare me a little, prompting me to let out a shriek. I couldn’t help it!
I watched the first part last night, and just shy of ten I was too tired to keep my eyes open. The film was gritty and slow, although slightly interesting, but I just didn’t feel it was worth my beauty sleep. So tonight I figured I’d watch a bit of it while waiting for The Simpsons to air.
I won’t say WHAT part got the better of me, but it did, I screamed- and now I must keep it down out here.
Additionally I went around and locked the doors, although I can’t recall a horror film that took place in an apartment complex. Too easy? I remember a few years ago as I was looking up serial killers and in the 70′s there was a “vampire” killer who picked his victims based on which apartment door was unlocked. Think about it, if you have a blood lust and you’re WANTING to go on a murderous rampage, get some sort of skeleton key and have at it- most apartments contain 3 or people (except mine of course). Most complexes are filled with 8+ units. The majority of them have no alarm system. You do the math. Let the mayhem begin!
I think the horror genre has me wanting to scare myself. I’m not afraid to admit that I go for the cheap thrills. =^_^=
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Amused
