In high school, horror films were more than just movies for a certain type of person (usually outcasts). For some, they were badges of courage. Whether you enjoyed the actual experience of watching them or not, sitting through a particularly grisly horror flick came with bragging rights (and some of us wrongly believed those bragging rights would lead to sex!) I watched them alll: the Troma flicks, the goofy schlock of Henenlotter, everything Wes Craven and Clive Barker breathed on, Dario Argento's oeuvre, anything that Tom Savini or Rob Baker touched, and even the Faces of Death series, which came with a literal badge of honor, a certificate you could take home from the movie theater and show all your friends. "Yes! A car fell on a man's leg and I watched the tendons separate from his calf as he pulled the stump out! Go ahead. It's Ok. You can touch me.
- 2/1/2011
- by Dustin Rowles
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