Taylor Larson

    Last week, I saw hands-down the scariest movie of my life: Paranormal Activity 3.   I mean, it was the sleep-with-the-TV-on-and-double-check-with-my-grandma-to-make-sure-she-hasn’t-made-any-deals-with-demons kind of scary; I spent the vast majority of my time in the theater hiding under my jacket with my eyes closed asking my neighbor to explain to me why everyone was screaming.

    In all honesty, I think what makes the series so scary is the reality of the situation. The movies are filmed on video camera and are about demons that you never actually see. Anyone could have them, they could be after anyone (because of anyone’s grandma), and there’s no real way to get rid of them. It amplifies every noise you hear, and makes you think everything that isn’t in the place you left it was moved by some ghost.

    The next morning, I had a regret moment and asked myself: Why did I pay money to see a movie that I knew would scare me so much that I wouldn’t really watch it? And why would I pay to see it again?

    Are scary movies and haunted houses really worth it?