The movie trailer for the remake of Stephen King’s IT has been viewed 197 million times over a 24 hour span. That’s a record breaking number of views in such a short time period and knocks The Fate of the Furious trailer on the ground before heartily tea-bagging it.
There’s a good reason why the trailer was able to upset the 3,145th entry in the Fast and the Furious franchise. Bill Skarsgård looks fucking terrifying as Pennywise the Clown in that trailer and some people (JESSE) think they are hilarious when they post it on a friend’s wall with the message “sweet dreams.” Still, other people are nostalgic for the original 1990s miniseries of the same name and wanted to see what kind of nightmare the reboot would be.
Some other people, professional clowns, are upset about this IT trailer. Which is fucking stupid. MEL Magazine spoke with these literal clowns.
“It’s gonna be bad for clowns,” says Guilford Adams, a 42-year-old L.A. resident who has performed as “Gilly” for 20 years.
“It’s ruining our business,” adds 33-year-old Nick Kane of L.A. (Clown name: “Mr. Nick.”)
I’m not surprised that a man that couldn’t think of a clown name better than Mr. Nick thinks this movie will ruin him. Mr. Nick and Mr. Pebbles, his pet rock, will have to grift their way through life if pop culture doesn’t stop perpetuating the killer clown “myth”. Yeah.
Roger Fojas, a 48-year-old clown whose characters include “Ringmaster Roger” and “Humpy Pumpy,” worries IT will make kids so terrified of clowns that their parents will stop booking clowns for birthday parties.
Yes. The IT trailer is definitely why mister Humpy Pumpy over here isn’t getting calls from parents for him to jiggle and giggle in front of their crotch fruit on their birthday.
Also, have these geniuses never heard of serial killer John Wayne Gacy, aka Pogo the Clown (and that’s how you do a clown name, Mr. Nick)? I’m fairly certain the fact that an actual clown actually murdered people is probably why people don’t trust clowns. It doesn’t help that clowns paint their faces into unrecognizable masks of distorted merriment and pull miles of handkerchiefs from various places on their body. It also doesn’t help that clowns are just goddamned creepy, wear tacky clothes, honk, giggle and use the carpool lane. They hang out with carnies and shady ringmasters. Creepiest of all is the fact that they base their lives around entertaining small children on the regular. A sewer-dwelling creature of unimaginable horror that takes on the visage of a clown to murder and eat children sounds more normal than that.