The Woman in Black

Holy cornballs of terror!

But first, a conversation I had with the popcorn guy at the theater.

Him: Where’s the man you’re usually with?
Me: Somewhere back there (pointing to the pop fountain).
Him: How long have you been together?
Me: I dunno 9 years? 8 years? A while I can’t remember.
Him: So, are you married, or is he your boyfriend.
Me: (Holding up my left hand and pointing to the wedding ring) Married………………………
Him: I see, how did he propose?
Me: Well, uh, we were sitting there one day and he looked over at me and said hey would you marry me? Kinda random.
Him: Aw wow that is really romantic actually.
(Husband finally makes his way to the counter, oh thank dear goodness. We walk away.)
Husband: That guy totally wants to bone you.

How romantic.

Anyhow, we make our way into the movie and it begins. I spent about the first half of the movie annoying my husband with things like –

“Don’t be scared Harry, you’ve taken down Voldemort, you got this!”

“He’s so brave because he’s a Gryffindor.”

“Oh look it’s the Hogwart’s Express!”

“Just get your wand out Harry!”

Then I finally shut up with the Harry Potter jokes (ok, maybe not…. ) and paid attention to the movie. Which was really great.

Harry Potter, I mean Daniel Radcliffe, plays a lawyer who’s sent to sort through the final affairs of woman who’s passed away. But he soon learns that the townsfolk don’t trust him to be there, there are strange deaths revolving around children, and ultimately the house he’s been sent to is haunted by (dun dun dun) the woman in black.

It was really scary. I don’t remember ever actually grabbing onto my husband’s arm and squealing before, but this movie was just so damn scary. The woman in black… oh my gosh she was terrifying. I love horror movies. Hell I remember watching Night of the Living Dead when I was 6, and  A Nightmare on Elm Street when I was 7 – It’s hard to remember being 6 and 7 when you are “pushing thirty” (as my husband loves to point out) but I loved those movies and I remember the first time I watched both of them. I’m just hardly ever scared of scary movies anymore. But this movie had me clinging to my poor husband’s arm until he was begging for his circulation back.

I mean come on, you know a movie is going to be scary when it has creepy looking children in it.

It’s good to see a horror movie that is actually scary, which is  a rare thing these days. I’m pretty sure the woman sitting near my husband was in the fetal position – it was that good.