The root of the uncanny: why are things creepy?

A dark alley. At the end of it the silhouette of a person, child like, facing you. A chuckle in the distance. Suddenly, one arm jerks up. Then it begins to walk, closing in with sudden movements of each limb, as if pulled by strings… Now, would that be creepy at all? There is no … Continue reading The root of the uncanny: why are things creepy?