Why I Won’t Be Watching Goosebumps 2 in Theatres

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Why I Won’t Be Watching Goosebumps 2 in Theatres

Illustration: Shruti Yatam


is the season to be scared! In the run-up to Halloween, moviemakers and streaming services are taking it upon themselves to frighten audiences with horror-themed content. The brave of heart have already started to watch Haunting on Hill House on Netflix, and audiences in theatres have a chance to revisit the stabbing antics of Michael Myers in the Halloween reboot. The mid-schoolers, meanwhile, will be in the next auditorium watching Goosebumps, which is like horror, but with training wheels still attached.

Today’s twenty-somethings will likely remember the Goosebumps novels. They were as widespread in libraries and on bookshelves in the ’90s and early-’00s as DJ Aqeel videos on Channel V. Paperbacks, often dozens of volumes, stacked in rows, with covers that usually featured a monstrous antagonist and that signature, textured title font that mimicked the feel of the goosebumps the series’ title boasted of causing. Written by RL Stine, the Goosebumps books were the perfect baby pool to splash around in before wading off into the lake of horror. I wouldn’t have been able to read classic spine-chillers by HP Lovecraft or contemporary fright-fests by Stephen King if I hadn’t learned to steel my nerves by reading Stine.