Well, if I may and I will. We have all been inundated from birth about all the things that scare white people in real life and as portrayed in horror movies. However, from a nonwhite perspective I felt that they were leading on to something in those horror movies as the fear itself was actually represented as some reincarnated, demonized form of themselves, appearing as their own subconscious whitewash threat in the absurd. With that threat we were hypnotically trained to be sentimentally scared for the white scantily clad nubile chick in those Freddy Krueger and Jason films.
That perspective seems to have been so normalized that when Jordan Peele’s “Get Out” premiered with resounding fanfare it flipped their minds. The movie has struck a chord with us all by challenging that dominant frame and narrative with a refreshing and more realistic take on fears. The critique and response to it by most critics however has really been eschewed as more bitingly controversial and critical to whites and less art imitating life. Really though, this is merely their denialism.
For me, personally, and I am sure most rational people of color would agree, what truly is scary is not the animus of the undead haunting me, but of the animus and resentment of the living constantly threatening or conspiring against me. That is real scary and has been for generations. It is quite scary to be amongst those whose conscious, subconscious, or unconscious, seem to horrifyingly threaten our psyche and thus our livelihood in both explicit and subtle terms. Yes, some of us do manage to escape the entrapment of white fears but it is conspicuously a terrible fate for many who are perhaps ensconced within it, which of course becomes a sum of real fears for us all.