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.

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