Horror? These guys know true horror.
Don’t give me any of that clowns in the sewer business. A clown in the sewer isn’t horrifying. A clown in the sewer is just a smelly clown. Paying $22 to see a clown in a circus, now that’s horrifying. I’ll pass on being scared by a guy with a chainsaw living in a rundown house in the middle of nowhere, too. I’m a guy with a chainsaw living in a rundown house in the middle of nowhere. No one’s afraid of me. If you want to introduce horror into the equation, you’re going to have to tell it from my point of view. The chainsaw won’t start.
Going down in the basement in the movies is always a bad move. But there’s no verisimilitude. In the movies, there’s always a knife-wielding maniac down there. Well, I dream of finding anyone down in the basement. I don’t care if they have a knife or not. Hey, you, put down that knife and help me move this table saw, will you? Without a knife-wielding maniac, I’d be on my own. Now that’s horrifying.