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I saw that ad this evening. I didn't hear anybody talk in it, just, broody glances and guns. I was not paying attention, clearly.

I am having trouble coming up with scariness moments. I can think of several startles, but that's sort of the cheap version of scariness. And for some reason when I was 11 I was terrified of Gremlins, but that's all I can muster.

Well, we had the shorter one earlier (say last week - when I was all surprised that there was a Jennifer Anniston/Clive Owen film at all) -- but now we're getting one that features more dialogue plus scenes of the local commuter trains etc.

Is that supposed to be an American accent? Because if so -- not very good.

It sounded to me as if he were just thinning his own British accent out a bit to make it less jarring.

Most of the scenes in Arachnophobia freak my shit right out.

Well, yeah.

I can no longer remember which scenes in particular from Poltergeist freak me out the worst. I haven't seen the movie in 20 or so years, and have no urge to change that. I didn't sleep for days after seeing it in the theatre.

Lots of the visuals in Jacob's Ladder freaked me out

The floppy-head thing for sure. I'd forgotten the ending - thanks for reminding me.

I think before Ringu and The Grudge, my scariest was the scene from Poltergeist where the mom's cleaning the kitchen, and the camera follows her past the kitchen table, and then looks back and suddenly all the chairs are stacked on the table.

Thinking about this, I realize I differentiate between "scary" and "disturbing." And that slasher flicks don't scare me, which is probably why I don't really like them.

I can no longer remember which scenes in particular from Poltergeist freak me out the worst.

I re-watched this recently, and found that it was annoyingly non-scary for about 7/8 of the movie (also, too long and overdramatic) and then suddenly totally rocked for the next, like, 3/32 of the movie, then had a really bad last 1/32. Or so.

The "chairs put on the table" scene was freaky, I guess, but immediately de-freakied by the mother-character's total acceptance of it, and experimentation with the ghost. Dude. Just be freaked.

And that slasher flicks don't scare me, which is probably why I don't really like them.

They don't scare me long term, but they make me jump sometimes. Also, I love them (at least really good ones) but not because of the scary - I just like the beautiful formula. Watching Halloween, Friday the Thirteenth, and Scream one after the other is like an exercise in cinematic consistency across three decades.

After watching 28 Days Later, despite the tag ending and that it was 1am, my roommate and I sat on his bed for an hour, trying to convince ourselves that not only were there no zombies outside, but that they had no way of getting into our third floor apartment.

No specific images come to mind, as I think I've sort of blurred the details for my own sanity, but something about that particular brand of zombies freaked. me. out.

Scariest movie experience: seeing SUSPIRIA at 13 years old in a theater. First 15 minutes scared the carp (I meant to type crap, but the typo is making me laugh, so I'ma gonna leave it) out of me. Nothing quite as bad happens in the rest of the movie, but everytime that music started kicking in I'd dive under the seat.

Pretty much jaded me for life. Some movies since have disturbed me more, but nothing full-on put me under my seat like that movie.

For some reason, zombies, vampires, Frankenstein's Monster, mummies, and most other monsters don't scare me. But werewolves freak my shit right out.

Company of Wolves. When they're coming thru the window? Holy hell.