Horror
is a frightening intense feeling of fear.
The progression of horror is insidious. It starts as a minor fright,
maybe a scratch at the window, or a noise in a supposedly empty house. That inkling that something just isn’t
right. As a child, you are safe and
whole, cared for in the bosom of family, and yet one incident, one frightening
moment can begin that loss of innocence that precludes abject horror. It the movie, “IT” based on Stephen King’s
novel, the children of the town are terrorized by the evil spirit clown
Pennywise. A childhood friend is missing
and turns up dead and the trauma of that loss sets off a chain reaction
throughout the town. Seeing this movie
myself when I was a kid left me with this insane fear of clowns and all things
clown related. Now that I’m an adult, I
can honestly tell you that just the mention of watching that movie again sets
the hairs on the back of my neck raising.
Seeing Pennywise eating children and those horrible teeth all yellowed
and be-fanged was, in my opinion, the most perverse way to turn the innocence
of a child’s party Clown into the very thing nightmares are made of.
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