Well, we made it through another Monday, we are another day closer to Halloween, and it’s day three of my Spooktacular Halloween Movie Marathon!
“Stay on the road. Keep clear of the moors. Beware of the moon.” This is the simple, yet eerie advice that the locals of North Yorkshire offer two American college students traveling through England in the cult classic film, An American Werewolf in London.
David (David Naughton) and Jack (Griffin Dunne) are American students traveling through Britain, when they stop in a local pub called “The Slaughtered Pig,” hoping to get a warm meal. Instead they are greeted with hostility by the locals and are given one piece of advice before they leave: “Stay on the road. Keep clear of the moors. Beware of the moon.” The boys nonchalantly accept the advice and continue their journey. As anticipated in any horror film, the boys wander off the road and encounter a large wolf. While attempting to run away, Jack is gruesomely ripped apart before the wolf goes on to attack David, scratching and biting him. In an instant, the locals from “The Slaughtered Pig” appear to shoot and kill the wolf, however as David begins to fall unconscious, he sees the lying body of naked man rather than a wolf.
Day two of my Spooktacular Halloween Movie Marathon is packed with nightmarish thrills and eerie chills. I am definitely spooked but haven’t been caught hiding under my bed yet!
The Exorcist is arguably the film that engineered a new era of cinematic horror and ultimately transformed the genre. Released in 1973, The Exorcist quickly became a cultural phenomenon. It produced such a petrifying effect that many people were led to fits fainting, vomiting, and hysterics, needing paramedics on scene at theaters. Other moviegoers were so frightened that they left mid-screening. In both the story it told and the impact it made, The Exorcist retains it’s title as the ‘scariest movie of all time.’
October is winding down, meaning one thing—HALLOWEEN. Halloween ranks a close second to Christmas. I take my costume and candy selection VERY seriously. However, I’m not the best company when it comes to watching a horror flick. I do not understand the appeal of spending 90 minutes in a constant state of terror followed by days of residual fear and panic. It is scary enough being a Royals fan in the postseason – why ask for added stress?
Despite my apprehension and better judgment, I’m focusing this blog on a few horror films from my book of ‘must sees’. I’ve locked the doors and made peace with my Maker. Wish me luck!
My spooktacular movie marathon begins with Roman Polanski’s 1968 classic, Rosemary’s Baby. As mentioned, scary movies are not my thing so the genre is largely missing from my famed film library. Therefore, watching Rosemary’s Baby was circling way out of my comfort zone. For those of you with a passion for fright, this film’s got you covered with satanic rituals, secret doorways and eccentric witches. If you are like me and watch a majority of the movie peeking through hand-covered eyes, don’t let yourself miss the film’s backdrop of a magnificent New York City apartment, as well as a leading lady with a wardrobe that is truly on fleek!
That hat. Those boots.