I am drawn to ’70s horror movies because of their deceptive simplicity and rawness. What I will be talking about are films we might today describe as “elevated” horror, a term unknown in that more innocent era. I’m also not going to talk about the slasher films that also emerged during the ’70s, mostly because I have seen few and, frankly, don’t enjoy them.
I’m not going to talk about massive, popular blockbusters like The Exorcist, Jaws, or Carrie. But they’re a pleasure to watch: Compared to many modern horror movies, they are both more daring and inventive because of their directors’ vision and their lack of technological innovations that we now take for granted. That flick was a throwback to the strange, gritty horror flicks of the 1970s, a number of which I’ve had to watch more than once given that my hands instinctively fly to my eyes when the scary stuff starts. Being terrified is a good distraction from other, more reality-based anxieties: Switching off the ever-depressing cable news channels following the 2016 election and switching on Danny Boyle’s zombie opus 28 Days Later was oddly relieving. I’ve been watching independent 1970s horror movies for professional reasons-and as fortune would have it after viewing many, for personal reasons as well.
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