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Post by Rictras Shard on Sept 7, 2015 21:03:41 GMT -5
What is the creepiest/best place in which you have watched a horror movie?
If you've seen some of my other posts, you might have read about my grandparent's place and how much it scared me. Well, it was at that locale that I watched one of the Sleepy Hollow movies, the one from the early eighties starring Jeff Goldblum. It certainly set the mood for the movie, but I paid for it mentally soon after when I went to bed.
Also, a few years ago I lived in an apartment building that used to be a church. Maybe it's just me, but I consider that to be a fairly creepy place to watch a horror movie. Based on my estimation of the building's layout, my living room would have once contained the pulpit. I watched many scary movies during the two or three years I lived there.
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Post by endo on Sept 7, 2015 21:11:58 GMT -5
Man, never watched a horror movie somewhere really creepy I guess, unless you count my old friend Brian's house, but that was more filthy than creepy.
Well, it was kind of creepy if you were offered food or drink there, not the cleanliest of people. I always politely refused.
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Post by Rictras Shard on Sept 7, 2015 21:29:56 GMT -5
I just remembered that I first watched The Fog in, of all things, a possibly haunted trailer. I think I'll save the details of this place and see if I can write up something about it in Haunting Experiences in a few days.
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Post by MacReadyOrNot on Feb 3, 2020 12:45:06 GMT -5
Not sure. Maybe my grandfather's house. It was old. Had a basement. Very big. Big to me. Especially as a kid. Not mansion big, but it had a kitchen, a living room, a smaller den, a computer room, a walled in front porch, steps outside to a ravine, the basement, one and a half bathrooms, and three bedrooms upstairs. Walled in back porch too. Garage was separate and you had to pull it up rather than pushing a remote. Rather creepy, really. Lots of vines on the side of the house. I think I saw Nosferatu there. He was a film professor, and my love of film started with him and my mom.
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