It’s Halloween time, and that means my husband is trying to get me to watch scary movies. I’m not sure what my relationship is with scary movies. I don’t particularly love them, but I can’t make a blanket statement that I hate them, either. In truth, I don’t like very many movies at all. Scary or not, movies rarely get a good review from me.
However, that wasn’t always the case. In my younger years, I loved movies. Scotty and I used to go see everything in the theater. Everything! It was probably childbirth that ruined me.
Anyway, as a teen, I was obsessed with Scream and I Know What You Did Last Summer, and I watched them on the regular. For some reason, I had no qualms over watching those R movies, but I never delved into Friday the 13th, Nightmare on Elm Street, or Texas Chainsaw Massacre… and the only Michael Myers I ever knew was this one…
Anyway, like I said, Scotty wants me to watch scary movies with him every Halloween, and I never do. I think I'm becoming less and less the woman of his dreams, poor thing. So this year, I determined the three scary movies I am willing to watch. These are three I actually like:
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