by Tommy Lee Wallace.
"Hear evil. See evil. Speak evil. "
What happened this year? Last year, this was oft-regarded as one of the biggest stinkers of the 1980's, if not of all time. A sequel that deviates from the already loved standard of Michael Myers slashers? Well, that's what happened. No, the plot of child genocide makes no sense in the Pagan/Irish kook schemes of a toy company owner. And no, his plan to transport a secret Stonehenge rock makes no sense either. Plus, this makes absolutely no sense:
"WHAT THE FUCK!?!?!"
Come on! How weird was that! It's one of those great make-up effects moments only found in 80's genre films! Like the chest turning into a mouth in "The Thing!" Or those gross face-melts in two out of four Indiana Jones!
Here's the thing: It only took 27 years for this out-of-place oddball horror film to be accept as cult canon. It's bad, by all normal film standards yes. But like anything with time, it has become, dare I say, good.
With chintz 1980's nostalgia, a lack of reason in an otherwise asinine plot, and some lovely vintage horror-movie money shots (just watch the above again), and a causticly catchy ditty (down below), "Season of the Witch" has somehow been recently appraised as valuable.
Why write about it now? Well, I nabbed it in my fever-streak of "Halloween" movies, curious to see what's been slammed for so long. Mind you, all the "Halloween" movies sucked. But this sucked hard. And the euphemisms are on! But seriously, there's something so odd and endearing about this hunk o' junk. 80's horror has some choice attributes, exemplified in this one.
"And ... I'm in your head."
Here's my backup:
The full story? You can read about it on IMDB or something. You wanna watch it? I'll loan it you. Wanna watch it with me? Sure thing. What's your schedule like? Hate kids? You'll love it.
Now if only the movie were actually scary. Meh.
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