I'm normally a big sucker for Halloween in the classic, spooky, dark sense .... not the shrill, booze-addled and slutty sense. And I was ramping up my usual campaign of "Keep Halloween Scary and Evil" in recent weeks, but then Sunday's news of the death of Lou Reed kinda took the wind out of my sails regarding all things morbid. I'm relatively certain right now that lots of folks are re-thinking their Miley Cyrus costumes in favor of going as "undead, slutty Lou Reed." I hate what Halloween has become.
In any case, over at the job, my colleague Gael Fashingbauer Cooper wrote a nice little paean to arguably the quintessential seasonal flick, that being, of course, John Carpenter's "Halloween" from 1978. I'm not going to bother synopsizing the plot for you. You either know (and love it) or you don't. It's an unimpeachable horror classic ... and not nearly as gory as most project, assume or remember.
Or so I thought.
Kevin Polowy of Yahoo! Movies showed Carpenter's signature film to a group of 10 "millennials" for the first time, who, by and large, somehow failed to glean the genius, invariably preferring slackjawed bullshit like "Saw" or "Hostel." In a nutshell, this is why I pretty much hate young people.
If you can't appreciate the singular brilliance of "Halloween," I sneer disdainfully down my nose at you. That is all. You will never change my opinion.
And the soundtrack is essential.