There's nothing quite like Japanese horror. What makes it so terrifying is the eerie uncanniness its stories wade into so comfortably, so *willingly*. It's hard to articulate without just defaulting to "atmospheric" — a quality my Western-centric horror brain simply wasn't built to process. J-horror, both in film and in video games, has always been a hard no for me. *Silent Hill* gets a pass purely on the merit of its deeply American setting, but I will never forget buying *Siren* for $5 a couple of years ago, getting absolutely scared shitless by the opening minutes, and never touching it again. Maybe I'm still traumatized from accidentally walking in on my parents watching *The Grudge* when I was five. Who's to say? But in an effort to conquer my fears, *Fatal Frame II: Crimson Butterfly REMAKE* sadly made me wet my pants — figuratively. SEE ALSO: 'Resident Evil Requiem' review: Entertaining nostalgia slop Suffice to say: this game is scary as hell.…