I hate horror films. I mean, hate, Hate, HATE. Seriously, why pay money to be disturbed and get all stressed out more than you already have to be? And isn’t there enough violence and terror out in the world as it is? Why would you want to see any more onscreen? I just don’t get it.
That being said, I do have one horror film that I do like: Carrie. Why that one? Well, it’s scary and bloody like other horror films, but unlike the others, it’s got real heart to it. Plus, it has in its protagonist Carrie White a character that’s both horrible and sympathetic, and also infinitely (for me anyway) relatable. She’s no faceless, heartless chainsaw-wielding, mask-wearing, joke-cracking psychopath. She’s a human being who only wants to be left alone and allowed a little of happiness who happens to be telekinetic.
The #42 song on our countdown comes from this movie, used in the prom scene when Carrie is dancing with the guy (Tommy) she has a crush on and finally starts to think that love might actually be possible for her. The scene and the song work together PERFECTLY, pushing each other to greater heights. They’re both about insecurity and longing, the battle between fear and the need to love, to want something desperately but to be terrified of not knowing what to do even if you were to get it. Both the movie and the song, they pull at the heartstrings in all kinds of ways, before the inevitable bloody, heartbreaking mess that’s to follow.