The scary movies I watched were always about regular people. The types of people who would dress up in costumes and parade around as masked psycho killers. They were so theatrical. The chilling music perfectly in sync with the stabs, the lingering shots on the lead characters, hinting that someone could be watching them and the eerie silences foreshadowing that something bad was about to happen. These were the films I was drawn to – formulaic and twisted.
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