Ok, folks. I just saw The Blair Witch Project. No longer let it be said that they make films that don’t scare me. Basically, this movie scared the shit out of me—there is no prettier way to put it. I have heard a couple of non-horror people say the movie wasn’t scary, and I have to wonder what movie they saw because the movie I saw was scary. It’s in my head more and more as the minutes go by. I saw the movie by myself—maybe that makes a difference. About halfway through it, I was thinking that, if I had a lady friend, I would take her to see this movie because I would have to believe she would just be clinging to me fiercely. Toward the end, I was wanting someone that I could cling to.

I loved this film, but I was exceedingly glad to see it end. I didn’t really look at the other people in the theatre with me, but I know I probably looked like an astronaut blasting into orbit the last 15 minutes or so—legs out straight, leaned back in the chair like I had 10 Gs pressing on my chest. And when it was over, everybody just jumped up, tried to laugh, and started getting the hell out of there. Maybe I imagined it, but I think everyone let out a sigh of relief when it was over. Now I did notice, toward the end, that it was exceedingly quiet in there, which was eerie.

I have read about a couple of people saying they "got it" a couple of hours after the movie ended. I "got it" on my way home, and that, in a way, is what is etched into my mind right now. What a great movie! Imagine it—the scariest part of the movie for me happened five minutes after I got out. There is no other movie I could say this about.

Let me elaborate on what I said about most horror movies not scaring me. There have been some. The first horror movie I ever watched was Halloween. I rented it when I was probably in 7^th or 8^th grade. I was going to do it right, so I went downstairs after my parents went to bed and tried to watch it in the dark. I didn’t make it through the credits—with that jack o’lantern and that music, I bailed in a hurry. No other movie has ever really scared me like that until tonight. I do not want to say I am never afraid when I talk about horror movies not scaring me. I’m pretty inured to horror, especially horror of the blood and guts variety. Basically, though, I am a big fraidy-cat, though. Living by yourself makes you a little fearful, but I am really a coward. I have to check the closets, under the bed, and everywhere else just to go to sleep at night. I’ll just tell you—right now, I don’t know if I will even try to go to bed tonight.

I just wanted to put down some of my thoughts, while the full Blair Witch Project effect is in my head. It will take a while to get that last scene out of my head. If I had to put this movie into a couple of words, those words would have to be "God DAMN."