I think there's also something really cathartic when you're a traumatized person about writing horror or showing people horror movies, because it expresses things people wouldn't understand unless they were there. I tried to explain to my fiancee what it was like growing up around ghosts, and it was extremely difficult. There's not much that gets at the feeling of being a three year old seeing someone hang on the appletree outside your window, but when I showed her Poltergeist, she understood what it was like being around ghosts and death as you grow up. Even if you tried, you couldn't slap an adult hard enough to show them how it feels to be slapped as a child. In a theater or with friends or beside a lover in bed watching the films, you give them an intimacy and understanding that it's otherwise difficult to explain. Plus, as Nova said, it's a place where you get to see justice being served, which is not a luxury abused and traumatized children really get. Every monster we see on screen is the devil we can't quite be certain is waiting for the people that sinned against us.

Very well put doc

Thanks. I'm just amazed that people on this forum think about where people's tastes come from and care who each other are too. That's pretty new.It's quite a change from people who don't know each other sitting around claiming that each other's poems are insincere with no context at all. Actual human beings rock.

I'll definately second that ACTUAL human beings rock...it's tricky finding them...but when you do, it's worth the effort.

Total Agreement
Besides the fake ones are so messy:(


*and, is my sticker of princesses and unicorns?>:D

as a fake person i take exception to this - i'm very neat and orderly (well, in a completely artificial sort of way)!

tsktsktsk

You fake people and your damn lies
Not messy....tsktsktsk
*shakes head*

LMAO - (my god she knows the truth!!!)

I infiltrated your ranks when I was a young chick....I know ALL your devious plots and schemes:mad:

eeekkk - i've been infiltrated by novarku (i feel so. . . dirty)

:eek: