Selling Out
By Tom Macy
October 29, 2009
BoxOfficeProphets.com

Like you don't have this sort of home video in your collection.

To see or not to see Paranormal Activity. This question has plagued me for two weeks now. I hate horror films. They're all the same. The demographic is so dedicated to see them regardless of quality, there's never an attempt by a studio to make one that's remotely interesting. This decade, as the torture porn craze literally took over the genre, it's only gotten worse. It's not unlike how Star Wars altered people's perception of science fiction. It's a fantasy film! Go watch Sunshine, or Moon. That's sci-fi. To me, a horror film is a slasher film. You don't get any intriguing storyline with your gore. The Shining and The Excorsist are now psychological thrillers. Today, if you like horror movies, you see them all and if you don't, you see none of them. But that's not fair. I have enjoyed the genre in the past. I don't mind blood or being scared. I'll see anything if it's good. Why is it that this potentially interesting genre has been hijacked into only making crappy films?

So now we have the phenomenon - I think we can all agree it's attained that status – that is Paranormal Activity spreading like wildfire. After posting solid numbers with minuscule theater counts resulting in obscene venue averages over the first few weeks of release, it exploded onto the big stage with $20 million on only 600 screens. And if that wasn't enough, the following week – albeit casting a much wider net over nearly 2,000 theatres – the performance was duplicated in the face of Saw, the decade's definitive horror franchise that's also largely responsible for the turn the genre has taken. There are so many impressive things about this performance, it's hard to get your mind around it. The movies had the same demographic and Saw VI had a leg up because the two were squaring off over the torture porn flick's opening weekend. Paranormal Activity already had a stunning $33 million over five weeks in the bank.

Up until last weekend, I had successfully shut out PA's deafening buzz. It's not unlike trying to ignore a mosquito whining in your ear as you try to go to sleep. You do your best to ignore it, hoping to doze off before you're compelled to leap out of bed and furiously grab a fly swatter. Right now I'm at the point of contemplating turning on the lights, because this movie just won't go away.

To give you an idea of just how adverse I've become towards horror, it wasn't until two days ago that I realized I thought Paranormal Activity was actually a different movie. I kept hearing it had an $11,000 budget and thinking, "wow, Milla Jovovich sure did take a pay cut." But then when BOP was so good as to sell ad space to its marketers, I was promptly told flat out by the voiceover that immediately started when I visited the site that I totally thought Paranormal Activity was The Fourth Kind. I don't know. They both have crappy digital footage. You can see how I got confused. Right?

If you're still there, I thank you for continuing to read my opinions now that I've outed myself as an ignorant moron. So I watched the trailer for Paranormal Activity, almost excited at the thought of a game changer that might actually turn the tides. The business it's been doing certainly seems to indicate that. Meh, the sheet thing is creepy I guess, but it still looked promising. I went and checked the reviews, and it was 86% at RottenTomatoes. Wow. But that's just inflated from all those annoying bloggers who thought the movie was The Fourth Kind. So I checked the Cream of the Crop. 90%. Could this be for real? How had I been so out of it? I began reading some of the snippets, which were overwhelmingly positive. That was an encouraging sign since critics' approach to horror seems to be similar to mine. They're always going in with a negative outlook so it takes a lot to sway them. But then I arrived at Michael Phillips, a reviewer for the Chicago Tribune and new co-host of At The Movies. His quote read, "I say see it, before the inevitable overhyping begins, along with the inevitable backlash." Aye, there's the rub. I realized it's already too late for me.

A breakout film can never sustain the hype. It's something that happens every Oscar season. This past year with Slumdog Millionaire, everyone who saw it after late January came out saying, "it's good but I don't see what all the fuss is about" response. The same goes for Juno before it, just as with Sideways, Finding Neverland and Lost in Translation.

I know a lot of it is marketing. The PA trailer is more about convincing someone they're missing the movie of the decade rather than showing what it's actually about. And there's nothing wrong with that. It's their job. Part of what made Hitchcock so influential was that he was a brilliant promoter, urging audiences not to reveal "the secret" at the end of Psycho – perhaps the greatest horror film ever made, even by today's standards. But when you over-convince people to see the film, the experience is dulled. If you really like a movie, tell someone they should see it. But don't preface it with, "Oh my god. It was amazing!" Because when someone's told something is amazing, their mind cooks up something that is impossible to live up to. The problem with these word-of-mouth successes is that they are fueled by expectation. And expectations destroy movies. I look back to seeing Burn After Reading. It had a great trailer and actors, with the Cohens coming off No Country for Old Men and returning to Lebowski mode. I was expecting to be knocked on my ass. I was totally disappointed. But a year later I caught the last two-thirds on HBO thinking it was garbage. It was totally enjoyable.

So to all you movie-goers out there who are about to have your life changed this weekend by Michael Jackson and This Is It, I offer this humble plea. When you go tell all your friends they HAVE to see it? Chill out!

As for my original query, I am now faced with an ultimatum. Do I see Paranormal Activity and walk out of the theatre scratching my head wondering what everyone was so gaga about as I come to terms with the fact that I just paid money for something I knew going in would only amount to hacking 90 minutes off the end of my life? Or do I swallow hard and accept that in the future I may just have to endure uttering the mortifying "I've never seen it" when it comes up in conversation?

Frustration over embarrassment. What would you do? I honestly have no idea.