We’re headed to the Drive-In tonight for the 2nd time this summer! Yeah, we’re gonna sneak in before we get slapped with a hurricane tomorrow. And because I’m really brave, and a super nice wife, we’re going to see Fright Night and Don’t Be Afraid of The Dark.
I do not watch scary movies.
Well, I like thrillers, but anything horror? No thank you. When I was pretty young (second grade?) I slept over a friend’s house and for some reason they let us watch two terrifying films. I remember her older brother and parents laughing, and peeking out from my sleeping bag, I was completely baffled. This was not funny stuff. In hindsight, I’m sure they were super cheesey, but growing up in a tv-free household I was not equipped to deal with movie monsters of any kind. I never knew what the films were, but they haunted me for years. Seriously, I can’t get into a lake without picturing a swamp monster. People have said that one was probably Swamp Thing, or something. But the one with little grey people, who were really angry, and mean for no apparent reason, and weirdly strong? Not a clue.
Needless to say, I never saw Fright Night growing up, and so am lacking the fond memories that make watching the remake interesting and desirable. G is very excited. (And did I mention how great of a wife I am?) I also figure watching it in our car outside, with a bunch of other people around, and my dog in the back seat to protect me, all will be well.
So in the spirit of gearing up for tonight, I did a bit of research to see what I was getting into: Mean vampires, check. Haunted house…fine. Little gremlin people in said house that steel…Wait. WHAT-the??
I now have a sneaking suspicion that the 1973, Don’t Be Afraid of The Dark tv movie is one of two films that forever damaged my fragile childhood psyche.
But I’m too scared to watch the trailer and find out.