Let’s Get Spooky!

It’s almost Halloween! Yes, all of October is Halloween. Deal with it. And this Halloween I’m doing a thing! A few years ago I had an amazing idea. The idea was to watch one horror movie a night for every night of October. But I didn’t want to stop there (because I’m a masochist.) I wanted to challenge myself. I wanted to watch one NEW horror flick each night. One movie I hadn’t seen before. I didn’t want to watch the classics and the cult classics for the hundredth time. I wanted fresh meat.

I made a big spectacle out of it, got my room mate and friends involved. I even reached out to my friend Stacie Ponder over at www.finalgirl.rocks for suggestions because she knows things about things and I regard her as a sage when it comes to ALL things horror. If you like what I have to offer definitely check her out. She’s a freaking gem.

Anyway, I fucking failed. Miserably in fact. I made it like 7 days in and just wandered off and did other things. In my defense I have ADD and severe seasonal depression (who doesn’t amiright?) and I also worked retail at the time. Which meant that since it was October we were already neck deep in Christmas decorating, so life was Hell.

Now over the past few years I’ve always wanted to give that challenge a try again, but I never really had the time or drive to do it, but it’s always been there nagging at me. I mean, I don’t get to go trick or treating anymore. I could I guess, but I’m pushing thirty, so if I showed up in full Leatherface garb then I’m more likely to get the cops called than a pillow case full of candy. Plus, at my age you have to worry about diabetes and dieting and shit. I’m still trying to hang on to my girlish figure and a Tootsie Roll on the lips is forever on the hips.

There’s no gratification anymore! No sense of accomplishment! It sucks!

Here’s the thing, I GREW UP on Horror movies. I mean, I still watched Ninja Turtles and Lion King and shit, but I also LOVED horror movies. My mother – Let’s call her Debbie… because I’m terrible at coming up with fake names… Her real name is actually Debbie – raised us on them. We were weird like that. We watched all the special features on the Friday the 13th box set and decided to turn our entire house/yard into a haunted house walkthrough on Halloween. And Holy Bela Legosi’s well tailored ghost, was it EPIC! We made a kid in a Sumo costume pee himself and run home without his candy because of how scary it was. My favorite movie as a young child was Nightmare on Elm St. While all the other 6 year olds were going as Princesses and Power Rangers my mom spent an hour doing my latex makeup to make me the most bad ass pint size Freddy Kreuger ever. She even helped me paint blood on my knife fingers. I love this stuff, but I haven’t really kept up with it. I think the last time I watched a scary movie was the last time I tried this challenge…

So here we are. I’m doing it again. For real this time! One new horror flick EVERY NIGHT. Only this time I don’t just want to watch the movies, I figure I might as well challenge myself (because I’m a masochist.) I’m going to write a review for each of them. There are gonna be a couple classics I missed, some cheese ball stuff, but most of it is relatively newer horror since that makes up the largest percentage of stuff I haven’t seen. I’ll say right now that I’m no expert. Not by a long shot. I know precisely jack about cinematography and all that. I’m just a fan. I’m still going to judge the crap out of things, but feel free to disagree with me. Vocally. In the comments. Hell, start your own blog about how full of shit I am. I will most definitely read it. Either way I’m gonna have a lot of fun doing this. I know it’s still September, but fuck September! It’s boring! We’re all just mourning the death of Summer while trying to get ready for Halloween anyway.

So grab your pumpkin spice lattes (it’s okay basic white girls, this is a safe space) and your favorite button down flannel and strap in! Let’s get spooky, bitches.