“The genre is not about making you feel good, it is about making you face your fears…. To me, the horror genre is the genre of non-denial. It's about admitting that there is evil in the world, and recognizing that there is evil within us, and that we're not in control, and that the things that we are afraid of must be confronted in order for us to relinquish that fear. And I think that the horror genre serves a great purpose in bolstering our understanding of what is evil and therefore better defining what is good. And of course I'm talking about, really, the potential of the horror genre, because there are a lot of horror films that don't do these things. It is a genre that's full of exploitation, but the better films in the genre certainly accomplish, I think, very noble things.”
~ Director Scott Derrickson (Hellraiser: Inferno, The Exorcism of Emily Rose) discussing the value of horror with film critic and interviewer Peter Chattaway in a 2005 interview in Christianity Today
Lori: Why do we want Carl to live in this word? To have this life? So he can see more people torn apart in front of him? So that he can be hungry and scared for however long he has before he…
She trails off.
Lori: So he can run and run and run and run? And then even if he survives he ends up—he ends up just another animal who doesn’t know anything except survival? If he—if he dies tonight, it ends for him. Tell me why it would better another way.
Rick asks what’s changed to make her feel this way. She remembers her friend and fellow survivor Jacqui who committed suicide last season.
Lori: She doesn’t need to be afraid anymore. Hungry. Angry. It hasn’t stopped happening, Rick. It’s like we live with a knife at our throats every second of every day. But Jacqui doesn’t. Not anymore.
Rick refuses to accept that philosophy.
Rick: You really think Carl would be better off dead? If we just gave up?
Lori: Tell me why it would be better the other way. (She pauses, desperate.) Please.
Before it happened, we were standing there in the woods and this deer just crossed right in front of us. I swear it just planted itself there and looked Carl right in the eye. And I looked at Carl looking at that deer and that deer looking right back at Carl. And that moment just…
He sighs, looking over at his son unconscious on the bed.
..slipped away. It slipped away. That’s what he was talking about when he woke up, not about getting shot or what happened at the church He talked about something beautiful, something living, There’s still a life for us, a place maybe like this. It isn’t all death out there. It can’t be. We just have to be strong enough after everything we’ve seen to still believe that. Why is it better for Carl to live even in this world? He talked about the deer, Lori. He talked about the deer.
And that kind of love changes us. Part of being human means each and every one of us knows how to love—deep and desperately. As a follower of Jesus, I can only exclaim, how can we not? If we are created in his image—an image John describes as Love itself—how can we not know how to love? Yet when we experience God's love, our capacity to love grows and deepens. We learn to love as we were created to love. We learn to love with the love we are loved by—a love that conquerors fear, longs for right-ness, and sets out to right the world.
I know it’s not my business, and feel free to believe in God, but the thing is you’ve got to make it okay somehow, no matter what happens.