Terror v. Horror According to Me

Beginning with terror I am going to go into fuller detail regarding James' The Turn of the Screw. This book absolutely terrified me after reading it for the first time. As it was already discussed in class the governess comes to care for two children who's temperaments and physical attributes are constantly referred to as "angelic." The governess finds herself completely captivated by Miles and Flora. As she gets more comfortable in her unfamiliar settings by becoming better acquainted with the staff and the children she begins to see a strange man watching her and the young boy. These occurrences are then followed by a woman about her own age being present when the governess is with Flora. She asks the housekeeper, her only friend, about these strange guests and it is hinted that these two beings could be the ghosts of the former overseer of the house and the previous governess, Peter Quint and Miss Jessel. The governess continues to see these apparitions, if that is indeed what they are, but no one else seems to. The governess begins questioning the intentions of the children and wonders if they are possibly possessed by these two ghosts.

I'm not going to go too much further into the plot because as Heather was kind enough to point out, I've written two papers on this text and I'm kind of over it. But I will explain why it terrorized me. The ambiguity of the text and the constant questioning of what the hell was going on really kept me on edge. At first I read it superficially and took it as a ghost tale and for some reason while I read it every single horrifying image I had ever seen came rushing back into my memory all at once. Try falling asleep to that when you're already someone who doesn't sleep. Now that I've reread James' TTOTS a few times I've come to the conclusion that the governess was completely insane for several reasons, bad home life, sexual repression (I can thoroughly back that up) and cabin fever (think Jack Nicholson). After psychoanalyzing her character my mind was put at ease but the initial reading of the text was definitely my idea of "terror."

A couple other examples of terror, at least my idea of terror, are Tod Browning's 1932 film Freaks and Roman Polanski's 1968 film Rosemary's Baby. Neither of these I would consider scary but both have that suspenseful feeling of inevitable doom. While both films do display images that could be defined as horrible or shocking, it is the anxiety you feel while watching these movies that separates them from the more traditional horror genre. Also, The Innocents and The Others, both based off of TTOTS are worth watching. If you're a Lynch fan then The Innocents in particular may be some kind of wonderful.

In the line of Horror, I'm not so much a fan. Blood and guts does nothing for me so my exposure is limited. I do find that the Jeff Lindsay 'Dexter' series is probably the only literature that I've chosen to both read and remember that fit within the horror genre. I find the books highly enjoyable and the television series might be one of my all time favorites and I would definitely make out with Michael C. Hall but both the literature and the television series are absolutely disgusting. The content really is beyond gory and entirely shocking. There is a plethora of blood and guts that normally I would avoid but because of the extreme wit and entertaining character that I've maintained an unhealthy sympathy for that Lindsay and Showtime have created I can't get enough of this serial killer. I'm not going to go into too much detail here but a woman rotting in a bathtub filled with her own blood (TV series example) and poor unfortunate former Special Ops tough guys having extremities removed and being turned into "yodeling potatoes" meets my idea of horror.

Another film that horrified me was The Exorcism of Emily Rose. I know I am totally lame but there's a story behind this. First of all, Emily Rose becomes a contortionist while being possessed by Satan or one of his minions. A person's body should not move that way. Her body movements, creepy staring moments and that voice she talks in gave me goosebumps throughout the entire film. Now normally I would be a big girl and get over the initial fright and shock of seeing a movie like this but here's what happened following my viewing:

According to the film, Satan comes out to play around 3:00 AM because that is supposed to be the opposite time that Christ died on the cross. Now normally I would consider this to be simply part of the movie and get over it but when I watched it I was very ill and very medicated and most likely more delusional than normal. I'm already an insomniac and when I have frightening images floating around my little brain it makes it that much harder for me to calm down. Well, around 2:58 AM I decided enough is enough, I need to chill out and perhaps getting some fresh air will do the trick. I decided to sit out on my patio with my dogs and try to relax. By the time I get appropriate outside attire on it is seconds away from 3:00 AM and Satan could get me at any time. (I can't really explain my floorplan so I apologize if this next part makes no sense). As I leave my room I see a light at the far end of my house on so I head in that direction. It is coming from my laundry room which includes a door to the garage. It happened to be that my asshole brother (whom I own a home with) had left the garage light on and the door wide open. I go to take care of these issues so I turn off the light and close the door and now I'm left alone in the dark. It is precisely at this moment that I hear my two dogs growling at something that is just outside of the laundry room where I am left all by myself. Obviously it was Satan that the dogs were growling at and I'm standing alone and terrified ready to give up and be assaulted by Lucifer himself. All at once, my two doggies change from growling to barking and I can hear that they are chasing the intruder towards me. Needless to say, it was not Satan in my house but in his place it was a lost kitty cat that had entered our house via the opened garage door and my dogs wanted to eat it. It still scared the shit out of me and I didn't sleep a wink that night. (Sorry for the long tangent.)

I'm going to end this blog post by sharing one more example of horror. How in the world is Leno justifying taking back the Tonight Show? WTF!!!! That guy is a douche and if someone wants to incapacitate him, I would fully support it. Team Conan!