A friend of mine wants to see Black Swan. I want her to see it too and then tell me how it ends. Of course, I thought the same thing about The Orphan, and between the flippin' previews that are still burned into my brain and the brief synopsis my sister gave me, I continue to be haunted by that movie (which came out almost 2 years ago!) when I am unfortunate enough to wake mid-night. Apparently I haven't learned my lesson though because I'm already trying to get somebody to give me a Black Swan spoiler.
Maybe I've mentioned that I also have a little fear of getting the mail? It's not the crossing of my busy road or the pile of bills undoubtedly awaiting me as much as what the HECK?! People can stick anything in those little black boxes (or fishes or gingerbread houses or what have you)! There is nothing to stop some freak from putting a not-a-tree limb in there (in my (overactive?) imagination it's always a hand) or a host of bugs (box elders?) or a murder weapon. And don't even get me started on mail slots in the front door. I'm pretty sure those would accommodate a grenade nicely.
Here is just another reason getting the mail is scary (don't watch if you're creeped out by dolls, clowns, moustaches, red hair, or any combination thereof).