My Love Affair with Dario Argento
I became slightly obsessed with Italian horror director Dario Argento about five years ago. I don’t know how it happened – we were only ever casual acquaintances before.
So, When Did You Realise You Were Gay?
“So, when did you first realise you were gay?” It’s the inevitable question that really shouldn’t be inevitable anymore, but it still gets asked. The woman asking this time is sincere, however, genuinely interested. It’s just her way of getting to know me, the man she’s been sat next to at a dinner party, and the three white wines she’s consumed in the past hour and a half have given her the confidence to put the question.
How Old is that Character Supposed to be?!
I am a bit of an age fascist when I watch films. Not in a sexist way or anything, just when I’m watching a film where, for example, the supposed teenage son is about thirty-five. It happened recently – I can’t even remember the movie – but I found it hard to sympathise with the middle-aged teenager as they struggled with some high school dilemma.
How My Love of Horror Begun
My love of horror films was a bit like a sexual awakening. It’s hard to pin down the exact moment I became a horror lover, just as it’s hard to say the precise point at which I realised my sexuality. It was a love that developed gradually. Before I was ever allowed to watch a horror film, I pined for them. They were a forbidden fruit that I was desperate to taste.