Halloween represents different things not only for
different people, but also for different times of life. When I was a kid, Halloween was about
dressing up in awesome costumes and getting candy. I got older and it became just about the
costumes, to which I put in less and less effort. Then I got even older, and it became looking
at other’s costumes. The time spent
preparing these are comparable to the outfits some bring to sci-fi conventions,
and that’s saying no small thing.
But what Halloween has truly become for me now is
the massive influx of spooky movies. I
enjoy scary movies and there seems no better time of year for them than
now. So this week is devoted to nothing
but Halloween films, starting with one I can’t stand.
The
House on Haunted Hill could have been good. It’s one of those old black-and-white
classics about a group of people who take a bet to stay in a haunted house for
an evening, and in the morning, if they’ve survived, they’ll be given a tidy
sum of cash. Weird crap happens, ghosts
appear, people die, and then…it’s shown that it wasn’t ghosts but an elaborate
and really hokey con to commit the “perfect” murder.
It’s like being promised The Sixth Sense and being given a bad episode of Scooby Doo. I was so mad by the end of it I played an
episode of X-Files I’d already seen,
just to remember that there is quality entertainment.
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