I have had a severe case of "I just don't wanna" this past week. Almost every night I've sat down and tried to get thoughts down on werewolf movies, spooky movies, the comfort both genres brought me and things like that, but every night I just couldn't come up with anything I liked. I realized this was also the first time I was ever really trying to write about horror, at least specifically. I thought it would be fun and interesting to dig deep into why I love the genre and all its sub-genre's so much. But when I actually sat down and tried to think about it, I just went blank. 

And then I watched The Devil All the Time with Tom Holland and Robert Pattinson (and a whole lot of other awesome talent peppered throughout) and I fucking adored Pattinson in it. Everyone is good, and I enjoyed the film overall, but it's clear at this point that R. Patz is definitely trying to weird you out. His two faced, abusive, southern preacher character was the highlight of the movie for me. The actor adopts a high pitched southern drawl, and it's legitimately skin crawling. Anyway, point being, I was immediately eager to write about this performance and how quickly Pattinson is climbing the ladder of Actors with Silly Accents (Tom Hardy watch out), but I couldn't help asking myself why I couldn't write about one of my absolute favorite genres of film?

It's especially frustrating because I have by no means stopped watching horror. I've watched Bliss, The Frighteners, Annihilation,  Tales From the Crypt Presents: Demon Knight, The People Under the Stairs, Urban Legend, Urban Legend: Final Cut , House of Wax (remake), and Night of the Demons. I loved watching all of the these movies in some way shape or form, even the worst (Final Cut) was mildly entertaining due to my love for any and all slashers. But nope, I didn't have one damn word to say about any of them. So I decided to ask myself another question. 

Why do I love horror?

I love horror because it acts as a catharsis for me as I face my deepest and darkest fears through entertainment, and to talk about that means I have to talk about myself. 

*SIGH*

This is bullshit. 

Given that you are a human person reading this right now, I have a sneaking suspicion that you can relate to the general fears and stress I'm dealing with right at this particular moment in time. America is a trash pile that's on fire, stinking up the rest of the world and who knows if and when things will get better (sorry for the pessimism). So yes, it's fun to watch movies like The Ranger, where a group of teen punks go head to head with a murderous cop, er, I mean, park ranger. Do I really need to explain why?

Anyway, horror is still a great release for me, especially this year. I'm going to continue to watch spooky movies and I'll continue coming here and yelling at you guys about them. I just really needed to get this out of my system. 

This little self examination has been fun, and it honestly helped me get passed whatever wall I was hitting writing wise. 

I was actually thinking about talking a little bit about Alien: Isolation, the video game. It's super spooky, and after watching the original Alien, which the game follows, it's clear how much detail went into recreating the look of the ship design and overall sense of dread from the film. 

Or maybe not. Who knows? Either way, I'll be back soon.