Kindle Notes & Highlights
HOW CAN I GET YOU TO BELIEVE ME, TO believe the unbelievable? I want so much for you to understand. But you can’t make someone believe you. Trust is a secret combination to a lock. Two turns of faith, one turn of fantasy, half a turn of truth. Trust me. It sounds so false.
HOW CAN I GET YOU TO BELIEVE ME, TO believe the unbelievable? I want so much for you to understand. But you can’t make someone believe you. Trust is a secret combination to a lock. Two turns of faith, one turn of fantasy, half a turn of truth. Trust me. It sounds so false.
Persephone, Dorothy, Lolita, the Final Girl, all went down to Hell. Persephone, Dorothy, Lolita, the Final Girl: I’m following you. Wait for me.
One of my favorite lines. My take Final Girl always lives ...scream louder.
THERE’S A CHARACTER IN EVERY HORROR movie who doesn’t die. She’s the survivor, the Final Girl. She’s the one who finds the bodies of her friends and understands that she is in danger. She is the one who runs and suffers. She is the one who shrieks and falls. Her friends understand what is happening to them for no more than an instant before they are killed. But the Final Girl knows for hours, maybe days, that she is going to die. She feels death coming. She hears it. She sees it. Welcome to my nightmare.
