I know just last week I educated you all on such a cheerful column topic a la the horror movie Carrie, but with Halloween in two days I find it kind of hard to stay away from the holiday.
October is probably one of the greatest months of the year, the weather is great, football is in full swing and signs of fall and Halloween are everywhere.
I’m not talking pumpkin spice lattes at Starbucks, people; I’m talking scary movie marathons, haunted houses and hayrides, got it?
And don’t get me wrong, a good scary movie is a good scary movie and can be viewed and raved about year round, but there’s something extra about it when you’re in the month of October and watching the Halloween 1-50 franchise of movies on the AMC network.
“Fear Fest,” as they call it, is the greatest time of the year. But heed my warning, things will get a little messy.
Every single year I watch the same scary movies from the 1970s and 80s over and over again. They’re so bad yet so… good. I can’t look away.
Of course the earlier movies are a little easier to swallow, the classic and original first or second films in franchises such as Halloween, Friday the 13th, Nightmare on Elm Street, Saw, Child’s Play, etc.
Obviously the originals are not near up to par of our current standards, but they still hardly disappoint.
Where the disappointment really comes in, however, is when we approach the fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth, or Heaven forbid higher, films in the franchise.
Let’s take Friday the 13th as an example. The original 1980 film took a story that wasn’t too unbelievable, a child named Jason drowning at a summer camp whose mother seeks revenge on future camp counselors, and then went on to make 10 more films in the franchise plus one remake of the original.
Really, guys, why?
OK, I get maybe two more, but after that everything just gets absolutely ridiculous and unbelievable. (Sidebar: I know it’s all pretty unbelievable anyway, but indulge me.)
Did you all know that in Friday the 13th Part VIII the resurrected killer Jason (who at this point has died in every film but has been brought back to life by lightning, etc.) goes to Manhattan. Yes, you heard me right. “Jason Takes Manhattan” is the actual subtitle of the eighth installment and features the machete-toting killer as he follows a group of students onto a cruise ship that ends in New York City.
If I’m lying, I’m dying. I couldn’t make something like that up.
And don’t let me forget to mention the tenth film, Jason X, depicts Jason as he awakens in a space ship in the year 2045. Do you really need any more information than that?
When all is said and done I guess it’s better to embrace the weird when it comes around once a year at Halloween.
Because honestly I’m not trying to bring serial killers into my second favorite movie marathon of the year: 25 days of Christmas.
Caitlin Rickard is a staff writer with The Democrat. Email her at firstname.lastname@example.org or follow her on Twitter @wilsonnewswritr.