I'm developing a fondness for bad horror films. Last night a friend and I watched Christine, an entertainingly ineffectual horror flick about a haunted car-- based on a Stephen King novel. It was almost as good (in a bad way) as Prom Night 2, which we watched over Halloween. I can't handle watching horror movies that are actually frightening, but movies whose very attempts to scare end up being merely amusing are rapidly gaining my affection.
I'm still stalling. And now I'm making myself stop.
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