Dear horror films: I’m just not that into you. It’s not so much about what you do or don’t do but just … you. In general. And I mean the “you” of the last thirty years. I really loved you in your younger years, but my how you’ve changed. Like, I don’t even recognize you anymore. Maybe we can just agree to disagree about your merits and go our separate ways for now. Here’s a list at The Nervous Breakdown of other chill-inducing films I’ll be spending my Halloween with instead: Halloween Lite: Same Great Taste, Less Eye Rolling.