Horror movies are dope. They keep you on the edge of your seat and if done well, make you feel like you have been on a roller coaster of emotions for the past 80 - 120 minutes.
That said, some horror movies make you clench your sphincter so tight you could crush coal into diamonds. At least, that's what IT: Chapter 1 did to me.
In all seriousness, I saw the first instalment at the cinema and it took every fibre of my being not to squeal like the little bitch I clearly am.
I mean, seriously? Check out this freak.
I then, against my better judgement, watched it again 2 nights ago. At home. By myself. Around midnight. Despite being in my apartment 14 storeys up, there was still some serious sphincter clenching going on. Alas, I didn't sleep well that night.
In the morning, I thought to myself "It's OK. It's just a movie and no one saw you crying into your blanky while snuggling up to your Winnie the Pooh doll." I could get on with my life and compartmentalise away my wimpiness as I have done for the past 20+ years.
That was until the trailer for IT: Chapter 2 dropped literally the VERY. NEXT. DAY.
Needless to say my sphincter experienced a Pavlovian-like tightening that has been giving me grief ever since.
Not sold on how bloody scary this trailer is? Give it a squizz below and then we can compare sphincters. Until then, if you need me, I'll be with Pooh Bear hiding in my closet.