Who would ever have thought that a 2-hour movie you enjoyed with buttered popcorn and M&Ms—a movie that scared you silly the whole time it was on the big screen but didn't stop you from enjoying your burger and fries afterward—would be coming to us in real-life and in real time?
The actors in this flick don't take off their makeup at the end of the day's filming and head over to their favorite pub to throw back a few or enjoy a glass of Chablis on their patios. No, they're hunkered down in their homes—if they are lucky enough to have such a place to go—glued to their TVs, reeling in fear from scenes before them, featuring streets they've walked down, people they know, while praying for the best. The "actors," unfortunately, are us!
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