Horror!

I was going to make this a post about French horror-trauma Martyrs, but since I'm not fully comfortable I've written about it in a sensitive enough way, and since I've just given my mother the link for this, I've decided to switch focus and put on a piece I started writing a couple of weeks ago, during the Glasgow Film Festival. It's still about a horror film, so hopefully that will appease Mr. DS, eagerly awaiting some Martyrs talk.

Frozen (2010, Anchor Bay)

I should probably preface this by stating that I love horror, in all forms. This is probably rather odd for some to hear, as I was a perpetual nightmare-having, couldn't-finish-a-Point-Horror youngster. Still, I'd reckon it was after watching the first Halloween that I realised these were GREAT. The first I saw in the cinema was when I managed to sneak into the R-rated Scream 3, and I remember thoroughly enjoying it (and feeling ultra smart that I knew who Jay and Silent Bob were when they made their cameo!)

My girlfriend, on the other hand, is not the biggest fan of these. I've managed to coax her into watching Rec, Paranormal Activity and Drag Me To Hell, and although she's beginning to enjoy them, she's still reluctant. 

Yet it was she who recommended Frozen to us, the newest film from Adam Green (of Hatchet fam). It had gone down a storm (pun intended) during the Sundance Film festival, and