As I do every year, I have been stocking up on the scary movies this October. I loaded the netflix cue with thrillers and horror flicks. I scanned the movie channels for ghost stories. I check that giant red box at the grocery store whenever I go shopping.
And I spent the last 29 days bitching about how there are no good scary movies anymore. The Uninvited -- predictable. The Haunting in Connecticut-- possibly the dumbest thing ever made. Push -- Not really a scary movie, kind of a thriller. I dunno. It didn't make a lot of sense. And had far too many holes. And Dakota Fanning's skirt was way too short. (She was 13 for crying out loud!) Can't anybody make a good old fashioned scary movie that has you hanging on the edge of your seat and makes it hard to sleep afterward? Jeez!
Then, three days ago, Poltergeist was on TV. "Oh" I thought, "This was a good scary movie! I think I'll watch it for the 1000th time."
I've been having nightmares about that damn clown for three nights!
I love October.