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I’ve always thought I was fearless. I was daring, nothing seemed to scare me. Broken bones were nothing. Movies are my life; they’ve always been my life. From comedies to romance. I wanted horror that would make me scared, and repulse me with gore. Horror is life. It’s my passion, and I wanted to be scared. If there was one movie to scare me, I would adore it. It would consume me. Every year I got older, nothing. Horror became more of comedies to me. My friends would be frightened ready to wet themselves, not me I was indulging in laughter. When I was seven I remember one movie that almost got me. “Hellraiser: Hell on Earth” the concept of demons got to me. I remember running back to my mother’s room screaming and yelling. “Pinhead monster is going to get me!” “Pinhead monster is going to get me!” I was chanting as if it was a voodoo ritual or something. One little movie that looked so corny scared my socks off. How was that possible, such a low budget film scared me? It did, it really did! As I got older the movie became a comedy. It no longer scared me. Whenever I watched from that point on, I felt nothing but humor.Home |
