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My favourite creepy and sexy film psychos

While surfing my way around the interwebs last night I was reminded of one of my favourite movie scenes from the 1996 movie Fear. After watching all 16 seconds of it several times I realised that I seem to have a bit of an obsession with creepymen in movies or scenes containing psychos!. So here, in no particular order are my top five psycho starring movie scenes...

1. Fear (1996) starring the super creepy and very sexy Mark Wahlberg as boyfriend turned extremely persistent stalker (click here for a longer version that explains more of what is going on)




2. The Shinning (1980) starring the wonderful Jack Nicholson as tormented and haunted Jack Torrance. Wendy, darling, light of my life...




3. Pulp Fiction (1994) this scene with Samuel L Jackson has to be everyone's favourite right? Say what again!




4. Con Air (1997) the always amazing Steve Buscemi is delightfully creepy in this film as serial killer Garland Greene (also known as the Marietta Mangler). There is a collection of his best scenes here, but the below is my favourite scene in the film. The little girl survives their encounter but I was convinced he was going to eat her.




5. Scream (1996) I have always been weirdly attracted to Matthew Lillard and never more so than when his character Stu and Skeet Ulrich's Billy are revealed as the killers (don't blame me for spoiling the ending, you've had almost 20 years to see it). Their little psycho rant is adorable but this scene is my favourite... My mom and dad are gonna be so mad at me...





I find all of these men incredibly sexy... I think there might be something wrong with me...

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