My favorites of the new-to-me horror movies I watched in October:
Open Water 2 (2006)
Child’s Play (1988)
The Shallows (2017)
Lake Mungo (2008)
Open Water 2 takes the first movie’s chilling and spare premise and hybridizes it with a classic slasher, which I love
Child’s Play is a movie I did not expect to be super engaged by but I loved it; it’s scarier than I imagined it could be and is a master class in COMMITTING to a cheesy premise
The Shallows delighted me because it’s a survival story and asks the question a lot of horror movies ask, which is what kind of strength could a young woman find if she had to dig extremely deep, but asks it without the traditional side of sexual violence
Lake Mungo was an @o_rinocoflow recommendation and it’s scary in a way I can’t define, but that is made of intense sadness. I love a ghost movie whose scares come from something creepy crawling into your soul, and this is it
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A Cliffs Notes to our show for those just joining us:
1) Being fat-shamed is significantly more harmful to your health than being fat 2) Michael Schiavo got a nursing degree 3) The dingo really did eat the baby 4) Jim Bakker's "tryst" was an alleged rape
5) Kitty Genovese's neighbors tried to help her 6) I can get you an exorcism by two o'clock 7) Anna Nicole Smith refused to marry J. Howard Marshall for years 8) "Stranger danger" abductions are vanishingly rare 9) D.A.R.E. doesn't work 10) Crack babies are a myth
I think a lot abt how boomers are alarmed by what they see as millennial inactivity--our rented rooms, lack of purchases, houseplant children--& how their lives were often abt doing BIG things for their BIG careers w/o thinking abt the consequences. We live in the consequences.
It's like swooping through a big buffet, loading your plate, and then wondering why ppl in the next group are just eating rolls? And trying to take rolls out to the parking lot to give to the people out there who can't get into the buffet? What's happening??
And you, with your tummy full of chicken a la king, go through a range of emotions. Should I question the idea that I could take as much as I want because I thought there would always be plenty? Should I accept that there were things I didn't understand then?
I was talking to a fellow chronic people pleaser who said she couldn't fault people who treated her like a gf/therapist/emotional laborer bc she didn't draw hard boundaries against it--she didn't tell them NO, but went along w/ it. She called this "consent." I disagree.
There's the kind of consent people can assume you're giving by NOT proactively, assertively telling them NO, and then there's enthusiastic, affirmative consent: saying YES.
One of the things I find hard in assumed emotional consent relationships is that I have a very hard time NOT bending myself to the needs of others, and I often don't realize I'm engaging in behavior that makes me uncomfortable or violates my boundaries until I'm alone.
The craziest part of ROSEMARY'S BABY is that a man sells his wife to satanists when his career is already doing well enough that he can afford an apartment with CENTRAL PARK VIEWS
The genius of Ira Levin is the villainy of his husbands, here and in STEPFORD. Robots gonna robot, satan gonna Satan. Husbands have no excuse.
I'm watching Rosemary's Baby for the first time in several years, and one of the many things I never noticed about it before is that it mentions Kitty Genovese
There have been times--my whole life until the last couple years, really--when I almost wanted some forgotten trauma, some baby-eating cult, to show me that the emotional brokenness I felt was not my fault, had come from outside me, was real
Because it's just hard to accept that people you love and who loved you also traumatized you and gave you a very hanky road map to love and adulthood. It's hard to access your anger at parents who did their best but were also flawed and mean and scared
And by that I mean janky road map but...you get it.