When I watch Psycho, for instance, the shock of Janet Leigh’s character being murdered is lost on me because all I can think about is what I’d be doing if I were in that shower stall, to wit: Grabbing the knife.
For her latest McSweeney’s column, Rumpus contributor Susan Schorn writes about her relationship with horror movies. And no, it’s not about shouting and peering between fingers.
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