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The films that scared me the most, other people find laughable.
The House on Haunted Hill (remake) and Event Horizon. Both were gory and both, for no real reason I can fathom, utterly suspended my disbelief.
I think claustrophia has something to do with it - the feeling that there is something in here with us and we can't get out. I've always been more scared of the spaces inside than outside.
In HoHH it was specifically the gibbering movement of the ghosts, which fed straight back into a nightmare I'd had where something made the same movement out of the corner of a hotel room. I woke screaming from that after all. I was sat on my evil ex's sofa, wrapped in his big heavy dressing gown with the hood up. It didn't help - he had surround sound (a really good one) and at one point I had to get him to walk me to the bathroom because I was too scared to go alone.
In EH, which I saw at the cinema, it was the pleasure in blood-letting that the crew pieced together. I have an atavistic fear of "mobs" and mob rule. Anything that keys into this frightens me on a visceral level.
I watched both films again afterwards, determined to break their hold on me. I did, although it took about 3 times with HoHH.
I am a scaredy cat.
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