Inspired by an Onion AV Club feature on childhood scares, wanting to weasel out of doing a by-this-blog's-rules post on the pretty mediocre Ramones album Brain Drain that spans the audioscape from heavy to metal, and feeling appropriately confessional on Good Friday, I'm posting this video
and admitting that there is a scene in the 1989 film Pet Semetary that still creeps me the eff out. It's when the sick woman suddenly sits up in bed. Having exposed myself to it again, I may not sleep for a week. Enjoy, if you dare.
Up Next: Rancid, Let's Go, 1994
P.S. Fred Gwynne was a fascinating, immensely talented man. If you ever get a chance to watch his Biography Channel biography, do so. It will be time well spent.
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