Through these different revisions, I'd been twisting my imagination into a veritable pretzel in an attempt to rationalize something unequivocally absurd.
Not sure why I didn’t think to put this calendar together earlier in the month, but here it is: My personal film favorites in the Horror genre for the month of October.
For the purpose of winnowing down my list, I tried to stick with the supernatural, while avoiding the inclusion of zombies (unless they were supernaturally inspired), slashers (with two obvious exceptions, as you’ll see), animals run amok, or anything with a hint of science fiction to it. I also tried to include as many lesser-known titles as possible.
October 1st: The Fog (1980)
October 2nd: The Legend Of Hell House (1973)
October 3rd: Burnt Offerings (1976)
October 4th: Children Shouldn’t Play With Dead Things (1972)
October 5th: The House Of The Devil (2009)
October 6th: The Sentinel (1977)
October 7th: Tombs Of The Blind…
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It's fortunate neither "monk" nor "horse" wound up getting stabbed during that stunt. You just don't think about shit like that when you're eleven.
I was literally at a loss for words, quietly horrified at the realization that, because my accuser had so confidently repeated his charge, Dick would likely take the liar's word over mine.
Purely as an exercise in aesthetics, the film could be appreciated, but it was tough to get through for the reasons mentioned above. This is the kind of arthouse movie I can admire without really enjoying.
Interesting how the cheapskate condemns the business owners as 'Greedy Bastards' perpetrating a 'get rich sceem' (sic), when those business owners are, at least, providing goods and services, while the cheapskate/thief provides...what, exactly?...apart from further incentive for the business owners to raise their costs on honest/actual customers?
These are the sorts of details a lot of screenwriters and producers might instinctively tone down, or omit altogether, on the assumption audiences would find them too far-fetched and 'movie-like', despite the fact they were true.
The first half was a tough slog, an eye-rolling, head-scratching endurance test. The second half redeemed itself beautifully, albeit in nightmarish, ultra-violent fashion.