Over the weekend I was riding on a subway, and it slowed and then it stopped, and I could see the dim lights they use to sort of light the tunnel, sort of. There was graffiti on the wall saying "hoples". The fact that it was misspelled made it scarier, because it makes you think of brutes. It makes you think of someone/thing maybe raised down there to hate the light, and maybe one of the people he dragged out of a train for a snack had a little reading primer, and that’s where he learned to copy the letters. The train made an electronic announcement to please be patient, and that wasn’t very comforting, because what if it was a malevolent computer intelligence?
All it took was one little stop and one little word on the wall and suddenly my mind was creeping all over the place. That’s why horror movies work. They start with a simple, normal life, like your own (?), and they go downward and darkward. Why should reading a misspelled word fill me with such terror — I ain’t no grammar teacher.
Check out Dark Days. It’s a doc, but it’s a scary one about life below…or check out Wolf Creek, a proper horror film from down under. I think all of the people in those movies started out their lives "normally" too. This train should be moving shortly. Please remain calm.Read More