My mom is a huge horror fan and created me in her image.
As a kid, the first movie I remember watching with her was "The Wolfman" staring Lon Chaney Jr. I have a very vivid memory of sitting on the couch next to my mom and watching a man turn into a hairy creature who died a tragic death. From then on, I was hooked.
We watched Dr. Shock together on Saturday afternoons. We went to see Jaws, The Thing, Friday the 13th, Halloween, Alien, and every slasher/monster/alien movie you could imagine. My mom braved the midnight movies to take me to see Night of the Living Dead, Dawn of the Dead, Eraserhead and Rocky Horror Picture Show.
We swooned over Frank Langella as Dracula and, later, at Gary Oldman. We laughingly cringed at out-there films like Re-animator and The Toxic Avenger. We've kept the tradition alive with movies like Paranormal Activity.
My mom bought me my first Fangoria and Heavy Metal magazines. She gave me her copies of Stephen King's Carrie and Salem's Lot then proceeded to buy me every Stephen King book I ever wanted.
Then I had kids of my own. My youngest (like my younger brother before him) doesn't like scary movies. Not the way my oldest and I do. When Paranormal Activity came out, my mom, my son and I went together. We had a great time. And when Super 8 opened, we were at the first showing.
Bring on those children of the night. My mom and I will be there to greet them.