God help me, but this is true.
One of the stupidest movies in history was “The Exorcist III.” In this movie featured a scene with a wooden Jesus on a crucifix.
At one point, the Jesus on the crucifix opens his f*cking eyes and stares right into the camera. :eek: :eek:
I just about wet myself. It still freaks me out to think about it. Creepy, creepy, creepy. Unclean, unclean.
I still can’t quite put my finger on why.
If you actually want over-the-top horror, check out two anthologies edited by Paul M. Sammon: Splatterpunks: Extreme Horror (St. Martins Press, 1990), and Splatterpunks II: Over the Edge (St. Martins Press, 1995).
Aw man…that one freaked me out too. It was one of those times when my head was ok with what I was reading, but my stomach was definitely not. Just an uncontrolable “I’m gonna toss cookies” feeling. Not mentally upset at the whole thing, but a pure, physical reaction. Weird, huh?
The other one that gets me is a little known story called “On the Uses of Torture” by Piers Anthony. It’s a short story in “Anthonology”. It’s about a guy who goes to some planet where the most venerated members of society are the torture masters. But to become one, you have to live through the torture yourself. Gets very detailed. It’s hard to find the book…not too many copies in print I hear. And it was years before any publisher would even touch it.