For some people, terror is the idea of being buried alive or burnt to a crisp. For me, it's taking a hot shower and feeling a little tickle on my face. And that tickle turning out to be a big ol' spider, skittering down the shower nozzle and down my naked belly to chitter across my defenseless bare feet. Campy 1990 fright fest Arachnophobia will forever be on the top of my personal shitlist for turning this nightmare into an actual scene in a movie. The "South American spiders invade small town" flick also includes Jeff Daniels being menaced by a spider the size of a Boston terrier. But it's the shower scene that does it. I take a lot of baths these days. Academy.
- Best paired with: Anderson Valley Summer Solstice.
- Also showing: The Warriors (Laurelhurst).