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The first horror movie I remember seeing is a TV-edited version of Friday the 13th Part 2 when I was about 7 years old. I was immediately addicted (though devastated when I thought Jason killed Terry’s dog), and subsequently saw every horror movie I could find or, later, rent. For some reason, the most scarring, terrifying movie experience of my early childhood is seeing the Boogeymen in the Laurel and Hardy version of Babes in Toyland (1934). I also went mad with fear after Dan Akroyd’s jump-scare in the prologue to Twilight Zone: The Movie (1983) – I was eight. My favorite horror film of all time is Dan O’Bannon’s The Return of the Living Dead (1985), which I caught on HBO in the middle of the night when I was 11 without any context and was just like, “WHAT IS THIS!!!????” It’s a perfect movie, that could only be more perfect if it was Chuck who took his clothes off in the graveyard and not Trash. (P.S. The other movie I caught on cable that night was the sleazy Charlie Sheen flick The Boys Next Door, which was the most upsetting, demented, maddeningly erotic thing I’d ever seen in my short life).