Halloween (1978)

It has been forty-two years since John Carpenter’s Halloween first shivered the spines of film-goers.  Think of all the copycats, posers, and just plain rip-offs that came after it (a few of which were its own sequels).  Closing in on a half-century of filmic immortality and it’s still as Shape-stalking good as the first time it played back in the day.

There’s not much that hasn’t been said about Halloween.  It’s been analyzed, dissected, and discussed as much as, or more than, Citizen Kane or Frankenstein.   It has had sequels and remakes, it’s been reimaged and rebooted.  You either know the story of Michael Myers returning home to Haddonfield or you don’t.  If you do, I’m guessing you watch it yearly, or multiple times a year.  If you don’t know Halloween then I don’t know what you’ve done with your life, neither do I understand it.

I’m not going to keep you.  It’s October 31st and there’s a full, blue moon in the sky tonight.

A perfect night for tricks, treats, goblins and ghouls, Laurie Strode and Michael Myers.