The Ring was OK...its out on DVD (which means its rentable). But that wasn't why I started to post today. A horror film should be one that 'speaks' to you...made in such a way that you can almost identify with the victim. The first of the 'new' generation of horror films did that for me.
Imagine a mentally broken teenaged Jamie Lee Curtis on the floor sobbing as Donald Pleasance (bless his soul) puts 6 rounds from a .357 magnum through the chest of 'The Shape'. Unable to speak clearly, you can barely make out J.L. Curtis' line 'He's the Booge Man..." to which Mr. Pleasance replies in perfect deadpan and reserve "As a matter of fact, it Was." Fade to Mr. Pleasance's face as he leeans over the balcony to look at the body: His eyes grow wide and you can almost See the blood drain away from his face before the camera cuts to the grass below, where there isn't a body; there's an outline of a body in the grass. To me, that was John Carpenter's finest Trick or Treat.
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<b>\"In the darkest hour theres a light that shines on every human being...but one!\"</b>
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