When I was a kid, ten or eleven or so, I was introduced to the horror film genre through movies like Cujo and Alien (yes, even though it’s technically sci-fi, it was still spooky). Overall, I’m not really much of a fan of the genre…I liked horror stories/novels better back then, like Stephen King’s Thinner, Dean Koontz, and anything by Edgar Allen Poe. I don’t have that censorship-related, moral-high-ground bias against horror films, but I generally find them cheesy, not scary. Or outright hilarious, like Ginger Snaps. Or, they might not be technically considered horror films, but they had that spooky, atmospheric quality, or a level of unchecked violence, that was successful in being scary, in a way.
The only exception was the movie, Seven. (Morgan Freeman kicked ass in that movie.) That movie terrified me, I admit. I came home, and looked under the bed, in the closet, behind the shower curtain in the bathroom, and put a large kitchen knife within reach when I was finally able to go to sleep, after seeing it in the theatre.
Here’s some of the movies (and one TV show episode) that have remained my favourites/given me chills (or laughs) over the years.
- Carnival of Souls
- Ginger Snaps
- Night of the Demons
- The Scream movies
- Clockwork Orange
- The Cell
- Instinct (because of the fate of the animals)
- The X-Files episode “Home”