No matter how many times I explained this to my mother, I got the feeling she was never quite convinced.
But, since sometime after 2012…as one of those parents…when it comes to Pet Sematary, I just haven’t been able to get through it. The anguish in the story is just too overwhelming.
While there are certainly well-made classic movies I find unappealing...The Graduate...I don't believe I've ever attempted to scold anyone else for enjoying them. I've certainly never advocated a movie be banned or censored. The idea of criminalizing a piece of art or entertainment, if only in peoples' minds, is one I find totally repellent.
Aside from seeing the Jaws trailer on a large screen in a movie theater...when I was five...I don't recall any Horror movie giving me nightmares. Certainly not panic attacks, nor PTSD.
I was literally at a loss for words, quietly horrified at the realization that, because my accuser had so confidently repeated his charge, Dick would likely take the liar's word over mine.
Teaching through negative example, [At Close Range] was invaluable in reminding me not to associate with low-life hillbilly criminals.
Some unknown vandals had visited the park during the night and carried a picnic table from a nearby campsite down to the platform and dumped it off into the lake. Settling under the water, the table hadn't been visible from the platform, due to the lake's murkiness.