Plenty of people tell me I watch too many horror movies. One guy even checked it on his list of “crap he’d have to put up with if he dated me.”
“How can you watch those things??” people squawk. “They’re so disgusting and stupid!” You’re right, I tell them. I should be devoting my time to the worthy genre of modern romantic comedies.
I could compose a long tome about precisely what I find so appealing in horror. But right now, I have other things to do. Like write columns for The Awl about the history of “the killer is a GIRL!” in American horror. Complete with clips! (Note to the squeamish: That one from High Tension is a serious Xanax-inducer.)
Oh, and to any family members/relatives who read this, sorry about that anal sex joke.
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