January 22, 2013 3 Comments
I will admit, as I have done many times over the course of writing on this blog of mine, that I am not a big big horror fan. Horror movies are not my jam and the amount that I watch horror movies dwarfed by an average horror movie watcher. That much is certain, but I have particular tastes when it comes to the scares, blood, gore, and other aesthetics of the genre. That lack of horror movie watching even extends to Halloween itself, where I hand out candy from time to time and will dress in costume on occasion. Maybe it’s because I don’t have that passion for the holiday or genre that reflects said holiday, but I will tell you what, I am glad there are people out there like the one’s in today’s post who embrace their love of the spirit and holiday. The American Scream is a scary, lovely, labor of love.