It’s a thing among horror fans that, under the right conditions, it becomes sport to try and frighten one another. Those conditions normally involve a social lubricant of some kind, plus quiet surroundings, plus the advent of evening; it helps if the stars also happen to align during October. But people like being scared, and nobody likes being scared more than horror fans, so if there’s a will, there’s a way.
There’s a will and and a way and ideal circumstances on Josh Ruben’s Scare Me, which has risen in my estimation since first seeing it from “very good” to “one of 2020’s best.” Scare Me is thoughtful; it’s funny; it’s effectively creepy and, when it absolutely must be, tense as hell. Good Halloween viewing, in other words.
You can read my full review over at Paste Magazine.
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