When I was a kid I never found myself too interested in the horror genre and spent most of my time covering my eyes at anything even remotely scary. It wasn’t until I watched the ending to Jeepers Creepers that I truly fell in love with horror and became truly terrified.
The end depicts young protagonist, Darry, being held by the monster at the end of the movie as his sister, Trish, watches in horror as the monster sprouts wings and flies out of the window. The final shot of the movie is one that takes you through an abandoned factory as we can hear distant but echoed screams. Finally, we see Darry’s corpse missing eyes and hallowed out as the monster steps into frame to look through the eye sockets.
As a kid that absolutely shocked me but also sparked a lifelong interest in the art of horror. I began asking myself questions like, “How did that look so real? Why did that scare me, it’s just a movie?” I began to appreciate how incredible the art of filmmaking is and wanted to develop it further. I did so by watching other horror films such as The Thing and the Childs Play franchise, which I always farted my head away from when in the movie section of Walmart. While The Thing is my favorite horror movie, I’m more interested in the practical effects but it never truly scared me. Until Hereditary.
Hereditary is a film that absolutely shook me to my core as an 18 year old. Everything about that movie leaves you with a feeling of unease and I highly encourage anyone to watch if they haven’t because words cannot describe how scary it is.
Now, here I am at the age of 19 going to school to become a horror director all because of a movie that I wasn’t supposed to be watching to begin with.
Bloody Hook 