LOL I have a funny story about that.
I used to love horror movies as a teen, and thought The Exorcist was a great movie (still do; it was brilliantly made, that is). And I USED to be able to watch it, but not anymore, lol.
Here's the story: I was doing an informative speech for a college public speaking class. I chose horror make-up as my topic. After choosing my topic a museum in Queens announced they were running a movie make-up exhibit soon. Yes!
Okay... so I go the day it's supposed to open. The guy sitting at the desk who is the spitting image of Stephen King tells me they delayed the opening a few days for the exhibit, so I can't go in yet. Come back Friday.
Okay, Friday after classes in Brooklyn I take over an hour subway ride in the pouring rain in the winter time to this museum in Queens. Stephen King tells me they delayed it another day, but the museum is dead empty for a rainy weekday afternoon and he felt bad for me. So he told me to go walk through.
So I go through and most of the front is all glamour make-up then prosthetics, then finally I come down to a long corridor that starts with horror movie make up. And I'm following it, twisting & turning, and it's decorated all spooky. And I come to this part with a giant glass exhibit case, and the life-size spinning head Reagan doll from the movie sitting right there on the bed. She's like 3 feet away from me on the other side of the glass.
So I'm looking at her and getting REALLY creeped out. I was rushing to copy exhibit information down because this is good for my speech. And every now and then I glance at the doll. Creepy as hell, especially in the deserted hallway. Wait, is she looking at me? Was she looking at me before? Damn, let me copy this and get out of here.
So I tell myself to just focus on the big plaque with all the info on the wall and I'm scribbling as fast as I can when a security guard goes past down the other end of the hallway. Scared me when I heard him, but okay. It's just a guard. So I look at the doll, and now her creepy-ass eyes are looking in HIS direction!!!
Nearly hit the ceiling when I jumped. Left a brick in my pants. Then I realized she was set on a movement timer, and she would swivel her head and eyes back and forth.
So I run into the next room and there is a big picture of little Linda Blair on the wall... then it suddenly turns into the demon. Ahh! I ran out of there!
Movie has rattld me ever since; I rarely watch it anymore.