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It's been a long time since I've actually been excited for a horror movie. In fact, I can't remember the last time I looked forward to a film of this genre so much. Although I think it would be wrong to call a movie like The Conjuring a "horror" film because when I think of horror I think of blood and guts. The Conjuring, on the other hand, has hardly any violence. Still, somehow, it garnered itself an R rating from the MPAA for reasons many people explain as the movie being just so terrifying. So, I guess it'd be more accurate to call this one a thriller because the title of "horror" suggests physical disgust. Horror is about visceral violence that is thrust in your face to evoke terror, excitement, or whatever depending on how messed up you are.
Rather than relying on the grotesqueness of what is seen, The Conjuring delivers a string of old-fashioned scares cleverly designed around what is not seen. Time and time again, I have explained to people (who all generally agree with me) that the most scary things in movies (and life for that matter) is what is we cannot see. In the case of movies, it's about what the filmmakers choose to keep from showing the audience This is what makes movies like the first Paranormal Activity (in my opinion) so effective and popular because not once in that movie do you see the actual paranormal entity/demon. There's evidence of its presence with the footprints, a shadow in the doorway, and pieces of furniture being moved, but that's it. The thing, whatever it is, remains a constant tease throughout the film and threatens to reveal itself, but at the last moment, shrinks back into the darkness.