To help figure out the obsession, I spoke with Joe Vallese, a professor at NYU and the editor of It Came From the Closet, a collection of critical essays about the intersection of queerness and horror movies. A lot of that love was from queer people who were already (ironically and unironically) anointing M3gan as a queer icon, not unlike the way we’d done for Ma’s Ma, or the mother in Barbarian, or the Babadook, or Pearl from X, or Scream’s Ghostface. All over the internet were fan-made videos of M3gan dancing as well as declarations - from people who hadn’t even seen the movie - that M3gan was coming for the crowns of fellow murder dolls Chucky and Annabelle. And while glamorous women who dance and are capable of homicide appeal directly to my homosexual tastes (I love Chicago!), I couldn’t figure out why I desperately needed to see this movie. Since the initial trailer release in October, I’ve wanted nothing more than to watch this beautiful mean-girl animatronic cheerleader kill things, wreak havoc, and terrorize Allison Williams. So imagine my surprise when I, of my own free will, found myself deeply obsessed with M3gan, a Blumhouse-James Wan movie about a pretty doll that murders people. I saw The Blair Witch Project, and that was really just a nail in the coffin when it comes to camping, an activity I was already skeptical about. I watched The Strangers and was checking the locks on my front door multiple times a night. When it comes to horror movies, I’m a scaredy cat.
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