Contrary to what one might assume, contrary to may of its fans, I do not love horror movies for the blood and gore and shocking violence (this despite the fact that I’m partial to European horror, which tends to include more of these than its American brethren). The adrenaline rush one gets from a good horror movie can certainly be stimulating, but the grisly violence leaves me pretty cold (in a desensitized way).
I love horror for the atmosphere, akin to fairy tales and cautionary tales. I love it for its transparency as a cultural marker: horror serves as a magnifying mirror for society’s desires and, particularly, its anxieties. And I love Euro Horror for the interior design.
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