The single best thing my brother ever did for me was getting tired of me being afraid of all the horror movies that used to come on late at night. I was scared of everything, because as the late eighties/early nineties taught us... anything could be a horror movie villains.
Killer Klowns, Sleepaway Camp, garbage day [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i7gIpuIVE3k], Angry 1950's greaser chicks...even hair, thanks to this video cover [http://screenrant1.imgix.net/wp-content/uploads/april-fools-day-1986.jpg?auto=format&cs=tinysrgb&q=20&w=786&h=393&fit=crop] I saw at my local rental place.
My brother, being sick of it, sat me down every weekend and made me watch until the end. Because I would remember what not to do so I wouldn't get killed, and I'd know how to beat them if they ever came.
And that ended up with me loving horror movies.
Killer Klowns, Sleepaway Camp, garbage day [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i7gIpuIVE3k], Angry 1950's greaser chicks...even hair, thanks to this video cover [http://screenrant1.imgix.net/wp-content/uploads/april-fools-day-1986.jpg?auto=format&cs=tinysrgb&q=20&w=786&h=393&fit=crop] I saw at my local rental place.
My brother, being sick of it, sat me down every weekend and made me watch until the end. Because I would remember what not to do so I wouldn't get killed, and I'd know how to beat them if they ever came.
And that ended up with me loving horror movies.