June 16: A Wimp

I used to love scary movies.  Freddy and Jason.  Exorcists and poltergeists.  Demons and zombies.  I loved all of that stuff.  On Saturdays, when I was a kid, I watched creature features with titles like I Was a Teenage Cannibal and Blood of the Vampire Cuticle.

I have become a wimp.  I just saw a commercial for a new film called Deliver Us from Evil.  I sat there, mouth open, terrified.  I have lost my nerve.  I have no interest in seeing a movie that's going to increase my need for sleeping pills.  No, I will not be wasting money on two hours of terror.

Saint Marty prefers something happier, like Terms of Endearment.

My kind of scary movie